Then there is a long display of children's division of family property for auction. There should be no viewers who can face so many items with rich memories being split and transplanted without feeling sad. However, the director narrates implicitly, only in the music that is gradually sounding inadvertently, and in the heavy colors when describing the old house, he can experience his deep touch.
Everyone has his own position and helplessness. In the simple dialogue between you and me, the character image gradually becomes clear and plump.
Understanding and being tolerant, we know that even if we are in such an awkward position, we can only make choices according to our own selfishness. However, there will still be a kind of inexplicable faint depression that leaves us speechless.
"The hearts of their parents have already flown away. They have long wanted to leave."
"They grow up and have their own lives and stories. Many things will disappear with my departure, touching memories, secrets that can't be told. , A story that no one cares about..."
Whether in the West or the East, returning to the family may be the only way for us to get the greatest comfort. However, there will be an evolutionary process, and it is often reorganized to cover the original one. Faced with their children growing up and leaving, parents can only choose to endure the forgotten loneliness and care. This is what they didn't understand when they were young, but we only awakened deeply when we were old.
"Your mother can't stand the absence of flowers in the room. She said that there are no flowers in the vase as death." She foresaw the end of her death, the details of her son's indifferent family properties, but who knew her heart's repeated ups and downs and calm down?
However, out of the actual use environment, the paintings, desks, cabinets, vases, and the abandoned old house that were finally placed in the museum all exude an icy and unfamiliar atmosphere as if they were dead.
"Time is like water disappearing into the sand." Faced with the changes in the world, our hearts are shaken but we can only helplessly face and even accept it.
"He has a fierce tiger sniffing the rose", returning to face the empty courtyard again, the old maid felt sentimental, and just sniffed the lush and blooming rose flowers in the courtyard daily. Things have changed, and these plants grow without being disturbed, showing a kind of ruthless history rolling forward.
In the sunny summer days, Assayas borrowed the texture of Renoir-style impressionist oil paintings to seal the beautiful memories full of poetic and romantic atmosphere. The combination of sound and painting quietly penetrated into our hearts, moved us, and together felt sorry for the passing of time. .
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