However, in reality, we have seen too many stories that love and happiness have nothing to do, or, even if the balance of relative loss and relative happiness will still be accompanied by unrelievable regrets and pains.
In fact, in this world, everyone may encounter some people who have made special marks in their lives. Some people love adventures, so every encounter is the wealth of life and there is nothing else;
This story is just a plain and simple story. You and I will see the tacit understanding of this kind of encounter and affection if you change the carrier and change the time and space; but it is because of the power of music that the story of him and her in Dublin has become our hearts. Cinnabar mole.
The piano sounded like a complaint. Therefore, this story is destined to be sad but not sad, because we all vaguely see traces of perfection.
He is a wandering singer, he is a vacuum cleaner repairer, he haunts every corner of the city every day and night. During the day, he sings a voice that can be recognized by people; after night falls, he enjoys and misses his own past alone.
She, however, stopped at the sound of his hoarse and mournful grief, which was a natural occurrence of guessing his expression through music.
In fact, it's just a chance, because of the music, they met each other, secretly fell in love, and then dispersed because of the end of the song. There is no lasting feast in the world. If we are lucky, what we share is the best time in each other's lives. However, this is how difficult to define and touch the feelings.
What's sad is that when he was playing the strings of the guitar, she leaned on the side and stared without missing a second; she was sitting on the piano bench jumping and even playing humbly, and he squatted beside him. Almost made a promise that could change the ending of the story. The flow of affection is also with the notes. In each paragraph of the solo and ensemble, the moment when they stare at each other and meet each other's eyes, it becomes eternal. Although, when she was turbulent in her heart, she was only able to say love in her own language, knowing that she was facing his stubbornness and stubbornness that she didn't understand and didn't want any change.
In my opinion, the most moving scene is when she takes the change from her daughter's piggy bank and wears her pajamas to buy batteries - because the CD player he sent her to listen to is dead. A long shot like a dv is in front of her, with the night in Dublin, with her happy smile overflowing from her heart to the happy smile on her face, she is singing, if you want me...but it is sad words.
They are not the idiots who can't live without the idiots, they just staggered for a moment. Therefore, his departure was not a life-and-death separation for her. Even, they haven't seen the last side. His loss was obvious, but she still restrained herself in the end. They are all adult men and women, and they all know that in life, even if they meet another self after the fate of life, such a soulmate is hardly lucky.
I can't guess if this is forever for them, or if it's a once-in-a-lifetime, because there are too many times and too many encounters in life. The screenwriter may just capture a quiet aspect of life to tell the story. However, when passing through the chaotic surface, there is no desolation and sadness behind the story, but the endless continuous flow of musical notes.
It is a pity to explain everything on my mind, and they, I think most of them choose to keep their mouths shut - bury their promises about happiness, and the genius will shine a little bit; Their violins are only solos in their souls - they are all living their own snowy days.
Leaving, after a few weeks of recording, after the curtain call of this encounter, after his trip to London, before her mind was discovered.
So, one hour and twenty-six minutes later, while we kept a safe distance from the story, we left behind some gravel traces to record the silent meandering of our thoughts in the flow of music.
View more about Once reviews
