This film is considered to be the ultimate in white space, whether it is the narrative or the music itself.
The piano concerto with a touch of sadness runs through the whole film, setting off the same story with a touch of sadness. I have always stubbornly believed that light music without words can express more meaning than songs filled with words, which is why I like this movie far more than "Meet You in New York". Compared with the only meaning given to you by the singing, light music can accurately hit the softest part of your heart, and the emotional resonance it evokes belongs to you alone. You may never be able to express such feelings, but no one can deny its existence.
The story happened between him and her.
He is a gifted boy with a wealth of wealth and unruly; she is a musical genius, destitute and helpless. By chance, she became his nanny, and the story of the two began.
The first time she met, she saw the rationality and unruliness of this little boy. At just 12 years old, he was amazed at how he used the resources at his disposal to achieve his goals. She knew that his mother was an extremely strong individual, but the strength of this child surprised her even more.
As the two got to know each other, the two equally lonely hearts gradually approached. Her ex-boyfriend came to pester him and he tried to help her. Her father was sick in bed, and he accompanied her to visit. They often go out to eat alone, and the atmosphere is warm and romantic. Of course, he was only 12 years old and he was willing to wash her hands and make soup for her.
If you really want to pursue a person unremittingly, you should think about helping her with practical needs, instead of texting and playing ambiguous, QQ tells her to "drink more hot water". When all these are done, will she still not be moved?
If she's really indifferent, give up. Maybe her heart belongs elsewhere, maybe her values are just up for grabs.
However, she was moved. The eyes they looked at each other were no longer the same. In fact, until the last parting, they did not pierce that layer of window paper. But when the final ensemble played, we suddenly felt that true love could transcend time and space.
You were born before me, and I am old when I was born.
From beginning to end, they were limited to platonic spiritual love, they didn't roll together, and the biggest intimacy scene was just a deep kiss. It is rare to see a straight-forward American so reserved. The story ends in that ensemble that spans everything. Did they meet after that? Is there any new story happening after he helped her fulfill her musical dream? This great blank has achieved all our beautiful imaginations for the future. I would rather hope that they will come together across age and outside the class.
Their story has the same name as the song, hazy and beautiful: like a sunny day, like a rainy day.
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