When the word "purity" has been used badly and the word "strength" has been used weakly, we can still see the brightness and strength of these two words at the beginning of the film from this film. When these two words first came into this world, the former was like a baby's eyes, and the latter was like a baby's fist, and it was a growth full of bright colors in life. Later, as human beings grew up, the two words were used repeatedly, all the way to wrinkled. Words are not like other things, new compositions can flow from our fingertips, new styles can be tailored, words are not, they grow old with human age and stay with us all the time. Like love fades in lines, words also fades. There is no new alternative, it is used more and more frequently, it is less and less brain-less, it is more and more like a simple concatenation of words, for the concatenation of expressions, the sentences are all old, like Ctrl+c and then Ctrl+ in the computer v, not newly grown from the ground. Yes, words and language, like crops, are full of life, and the desire to express is like a seed, brewing and struggling to break out of the ground, just like a baby who has been listening and watching all the time, wheezing eagerly and unable to speak. After the single syllable of the tune, I finally have the first vocabulary in my life. We cannot recall the urgency of uttering our first words as infants, we have grown up, we have matured, and we have used language as a tool of communication with so much proficiency.
Off topic.
There are so many off-topics because there are still many passages in life, like language, that are lost in the process of growing up. We have been in this world for many years, and in this society for many years, we are very familiar with the world, we are very familiar with life, we have become accustomed to it and will continue to get used to it. We operate our work with familiarity, like Copy Paste. Including love. Everything that is familiar can run quickly, and it seems blurred. Hurry up, and it's beyond recognition.
We are already familiar with life, and we are more accustomed to ridicule it and satirize it. We think we've seen it through. The cooler we are, the less life hurts us. Judging love and believing in love becomes a difficult thing, because there are too many fishy eyes. This film tells a story of love. It glitters quietly on one side, serene, warm, and powerful. It belongs to everyone.
Wearing the cloak of love actually hurts you is not called love, they just pretend to be love, absorb energy from you, absorb your light and heat. True love, gives you strength, gives you warmth and confidence. Let you break out of the ground like a crop, Xinxin stands in the sun and rain, and grows. This movie is not about the beauty, imagination, and expectation of having or not meeting; it is a judgment of what love is right or wrong. So love it. The soundtrack is excellent, a water jacket that shines smoothly.
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