If you are a woman, you have to wear a headscarf, just like Mother Teresa Nightingale. If you are a man, I am afraid that playing Boya and the piano will not be enough to show sincerity.
The biggest highlight of this movie for me is the two women, the male lead’s mother and the male lead’s ex-girlfriend.
The male lead’s mother is a typical patient’s family. What is unusual about her is that she is a dual patient’s family, her husband is dementia, and her son is terminally ill. When at home, Xiang Rui Yimo's husband often forgets who she is. Her son is not only her only emotional outlet, but also the reason why she needs to vent her emotions. She has only the son of the hero, and there is a 50% chance that her only spiritual support will leave her. This mother is so real and helpless.
Ex-girlfriends are quite controversial. When the male protagonist was the most fascinated and most unconfident, she could not bear all the unreasonable troubles of the terminally ill patient and the moral and spiritual pressure brought by her as the terminally ill girlfriend of the male protagonist, and decisively chose to cheat. Legend has it that a question that girls like to ask their boyfriends is that your mother and I are both in the water, who do you save first? Similar moral test questions give countless boys a headache, but they don't take it seriously. Because such a thing is almost impossible to happen. If one day such a multiple-choice question really appears in front of you, I don't know how you will choose, and then how to go on.
The best thing is that when the heroine talked about her derailment, she didn't seem to regard the young and fresh hero in front of her as a terminally ill patient, but a young man whose emotions were cracked due to various reasons. In my eyes, even if you are as odious as the nemsis made by Matt in Resident Evil 2, you are still the same you. If we go down or separate, it has nothing to do with whether you are a patient or not.
respect.
2011 was particularly unusual for me. My relatives and friends successively received terminally ill diagnoses issued by the hospital, and received one such news in an average of 40 days, which slowly ravaged my heart. Among them is one of my most ferromagnetic brothers.
When we heard the news, we were drinking and eating meat at the food stall. He narrated such a thing to me like usual jokes, but I was silent for a while, and my appetite disappeared instantly.
I can't remember what many things said, but he said to me these two sentences: "Our buddies are worthy of being brothers in this life", "I will be a brother and have a good time with my buddies".
At that moment, I felt that all the comforting words in the world were no match for the bottle of beer in front of me. Maybe this pushed him to Master Yan another step, but I don't regret it, I know this is respect for him, my brother. As long as we are still brothers, whoever is sick will live or die.
Put away those "you have to be strong" and "you will get better", hold their hands in the hospital bed and face the future bravely together, and toast them a full glass of wine.
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