However, watching it again and again as I grew up, it was a completely different feeling: the British socialism, the Italian scenery, the love that suddenly fell from the sky... It always made me feel half-awake, and the end of the film also seemed to be from Wake up in a warm winter nap, warm and comfortable.
So the classic scenes in the film also subtly affected my understanding of love. The male protagonist walked over from the hillside without saying a word, but just stared affectionately, his eyes were so direct that there was no temptation, only expression; the heroine also did not say a word. , a little cramped, a little escaping, but after all, it stayed, and then there was that deep~~deep~~ kiss, and there was only the sound of the wind in the camera. Yeah, what else to say? What's the point of words?
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