"The Fountain of Treasure" made me see the splendor of the tree of life.
It is difficult to narrate the plot a little bit. Although the plot is nested in three loops, there is no need to say much. What still touches me is that wonderful feeling about the end of life, about the creation of death. Recently, I have been entangled between life and death, confused about the meaning of life. Who created life, we have no way of knowing, Hawking said: The universe will expand forever, becoming emptier and dimmer in the process. But although the universe has no end, it does have a beginning, and it was born in a big bang. You might ask what was before the big bang? But the answer is that there is no "before that," just as there is no place further south than the South Pole.
And our ancestor Zhuangzi also told us that the meaning of life lies in death, where there is life, where there is death, where there is freedom, where there is nothing.
The bubbles are constantly rising; in the transparent space, there is a tree, a person who is exploring eternity. He seems to be cultivating, and it is also like pursuing. He prays that the tree of life will not be destroyed. He longs for the eternity of life and the demise of death. Xibalba, this Mayan holy place, where death is the road of awe, with such fantastic beauty and dazzling light, interprets the unknown eternity.
The greatness of life, the attachment to life, and the expectation of immortality have been exchanged for the flowers reborn in the earth; the greatness of love, the loyalty to love, and the promise to the lover, only planted a nameless seed; death The greatness, the admiration for eternity, and the praise for the life process have transformed into such an incomparable Xibalba.
The story is not complicated at all, it doesn't matter whether it's a romance or a sci-fi movie. The important thing is that it gives me a sense of divine beauty, courage and fearlessness, because I believe that life is too beautiful, death is too beautiful, life and death are just a moment of soaring, just changing from color to color, just An eternity that we simply cannot fathom.
Hawking also said: The human brain is like a program, and death is like unplugging the power supply. I don't agree with this. I can accept the human brain as a program, but death is by no means the destruction of unplugged power. Death is another great rebirth.
It is worth mentioning the music of the film. For the first time, I bravely put the link in a film review, because it is too beautiful and touching.http://www.xiami.com/album/332645
Listen carefully, especially the last song, the notes that hit the keys, where is the simple music, that is the hymn of life!
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