I don't know if it's because of autumn, but it's always been easy to feel sad recently. It was when she was young and Ann went to the wedding of her friend Laila. Looking at Laila, who is not sure about the marriage, she and Laila's brother Buddy hope to save her from this marriage. Buddy stubbornly believes that his sister is still in love with Harris, the first love he fell in love with at the age of 15. But it all changed when Ann sang "Repeatedly" affectionately at Lyra's wedding. Ann and Harris are hopelessly in love, and at the same time, Ann learns that Buddy has been in love with him since school, and keeps the note she once passed on to him to this day. Ann rejected Buddy. The drunk Buddy accidentally got into a car accident. When people found Buddy in a pool of blood at the end of the wedding, he was still holding the wet old note tightly in his hand. It was only overnight that Ann and Harris saw the heartbroken Laila family. Since then, the guilt has made her uneasy for the rest of her life. She has been regretting her whole life, and she always thought that she still had a chance to be with Harris, the love of her life. After that, Ann experienced marriage, divorce, remarriage, and childbirth. Life seemed to flow in a direction she couldn't control. Now, lying on the edge of the cliff of life, her heart still cares about the chance encounter at that wedding many years ago. Her two daughters, the elder sister is a good wife and mother, but she does not understand the mother's mind; the younger sister enjoys a wandering life, and she believes that the murmuring of her mother in her drowsiness is her unfulfilled concern. Ann finally waited for Laila, who had arrived in a hurry. The two gray-haired old people were lying on a bed excitedly recalling their past events. Ann's moving singing at Laila's wedding accompanied her happy marriage. Harris also married and had children in a foreign land. Ann finally let go before dying. As night fell, the sky was still shining, the two stars that belonged to them.
This is a text from a while ago. I always feel that there are still many words left unfinished, and many feelings cannot be expressed. What moved me was not the actor's face, not the intricate details, not the earnestly taught dialogue, not the earth-moving plot, what exactly is it, I think it should be a love word.
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