The winter is gone, the galaxy is bright

Eileen 2022-03-21 09:02:59

All good loves are alike, and each unhappy love has its own misfortune.

Thank you for letting him experience what true love is and injecting warmth into his cold blood.

From brutish to increasingly sensual physical interactions, their love is born out of sex.

I still remember the scene when I met you for the first time, it was as beautiful as a dream. The moment they met for the first time, they were destined to be together.

I feel that the scenery will become more beautiful because of you.

Although I hold your shoulders tightly, I am still afraid that you will be fleeting and disappear in front of my eyes.

It's incredible that the big world can meet each other.

Two lonely souls found their other half in the world.

Try again and again, hurt again and again, doubt the existence of happiness in loneliness.

The touching of the hearts of two lonely people.

When I meet you, the winter will be gone, and the galaxy will be bright.

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Extended Reading
  • Jaeden 2022-03-24 09:03:18

    The photography is great (photographer Joshua James Richards has Zhao Ting in two of the three works). The tone of the film is a bit like Andrew Hagrid, but also very realistic (sheepfold realism...) and social issues (broken families, small farms vs. big farms, immigration). The story is smoother ("That boy taught me to grow"), and emotions are the dominant factor.

  • Juvenal 2022-03-16 09:01:06

    Love this story! Love is like a light illuminating his world, even if the light leaves, he will try to catch it back. The theme of a super Jack Su was added to the real life of farming and animal husbandry by the director, and the filming was natural and simple. You can say that it is the British version of Brokeback Mountain, but it is a hundred times sweeter than Brokeback Mountain: after all, the times are different, and it is sweet, of course~

God's Own Country quotes

  • Gheorghe Ionescu: In my country, spring is the most beautiful. The sun. The flowers. The smells.

  • Gheorghe Ionescu: My country is dead. You can't throw a rock in most towns without hitting an old lady crying for her children who have gone.