The end of the world, there is no love

Reginald 2022-04-10 09:01:09

When you are ignorant, under the flower stand, in the woods, on the grass, someone swears in your ear with gentle and firm eyes: I will love you always! To the end of the world! What a whirlwind moment, so you jumped into this chaotic pool of love without hesitation, intoxicated, intoxicated, until the moment when you couldn't breathe because of the heartache.

Looking back, those so-called promises at the end of the world have long been a dream-like past, leaving a period of regret and a sigh, far less real than Faye Wong sang in "Red Bean": Wait until the scenery is seen through, and I will accompany you Let's watch the water flow together.

At the end of the world, there is no love. Therefore, "61X57" Lin Jinghui finally let go, and we are no longer young girls in the age of innocence.

At the end of the world, there is no love. So when harvey came to his senses in "silk", helen, the most worthy wife in his life, has passed away.





On a sultry Sunday afternoon, I was lazy and didn't want to move.

I revisited "Spicy Body Dance" again, and the frenetic and dynamic inspirational dance made me feel a little more angry.

Then, there is the "silk" that has been put on hold for a long time and has been brewing for a long time - Silk Love. Knowing the beginning, knowing the ending, the plot unfolds with the protagonist's slow narrative, I thought I was ready to welcome the touching climax, but when Helen in the heaven read the last letter before his death, the sad tears still couldn't help flowing. came out.

The original author of "The Pianist at Sea", starring Keira Knightley, was co-produced by English, French and Japanese. All are my favorite elements. In a small village in the south of France, the soldier Harvey met the beautiful and rustic Helen, fell in love and got married. He told her, I will love you always! Facing his blue eyes, she fell deeply.

The plague that swept across Europe affected the silk business, killing silkworms one by one. After searching to no avail, Harvey was finally dispatched to Japan, the mysterious and autistic country, to find healthy silkworm seeds. The newlywed Yan'er couple faces the biggest test in their lives, and no one has ever come back alive from Japan. From here, the road is long and difficult, no doubt at the end of the world. The weak helen did not leave behind the hesitant husband, "don't stop you for me". Although each other does not know how far the future is, how heavy the commitment is.

Compared with the bright and pleasant French countryside, Dongying is like a girl shrouded in a misty veil, imprisoned at the top of a high castle, attractive but dangerous. Crossing the high mountains, crossing the dark night strait, and stepping on the snow, Harvey went to Japan alone.

The hot open-air bath, the beautiful girl, the black hair like a waterfall, the silky smooth skin, and the bare back. Slowly turning around, it was a beautiful suffocating face, with a pair of eyes that were as charming as a phoenix. Butterfly, cicada wings, it is difficult to describe the shock of this moment.



Maybe it was the arrangement of fate, maybe it was a mysterious country, maybe it was the plain face, maybe it was the pair of fat hands, he fell in love with the Japanese girl, the concubine of the shogun. Like silk brushing lightly, but unable to grasp it. It's an unrequited love.

After three trips to and from Japan, he is like a lost kite, and the thread ends in Japan forever. There was no dialogue between them, no caressing, the only thing was the few eye contact, and that brief letter, which made his heart travel forever and never go home. Before each departure, he would say to Helen I will love you always! Instead of giving her confidence, give her some consolation for the betrayal of her soul.

After the civil strife in Japan, they could never see each other again. Returning to a comfortable life, he mobilized the whole village to fulfill his promise for his wife - to build a garden full of lilies. Unremittingly busy, just to fill the void in his heart, that corner, lost forever in Japan, he can't find it back.

As time passed by, he and Helen accepted the reality of not having children, the bond that Helen had always wanted to maintain their relationship with. They were working separately, he thought he was covering it up well, and Helen also cooperated in silence. Until many years later, Harvey received a letter from Japan "My master, for your happiness, please forget me", everything was relieved and everything was put down.

The unchanging day finally broke, Helen was seriously ill, and Harvey was at a loss. He tried to do something to remedy it, but he could only watch his wife's weak life pass by.

At the end of the film, harvey finally knew that the long letter that made him feel relieved was written by his wife Helen, "My master, for your happiness, please forget me." Beautiful helen, I was in tears with harvey.

I used to think that true love is at the end of the world, so I traveled across the ocean to see you and weave a beautiful fairy tale for myself. It is as smooth and hard to touch as silk, as delicate and brittle as blue and white, and it is carefully cared for and cherished.

After going through the vicissitudes of life, I realized that the love that circled the earth was just an unfulfilled dream. True love has always been by your side, but you never found it with your heart. In the end, only ten years of life and death were left in despair.

At that time, it was only normal, and I advised you to cherish the people in front of you.



"Silk Love", beautiful sounds, beautiful flowers, poignant love, my love.

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Extended Reading
  • Gennaro 2022-04-15 09:01:07

    The West continues their oriental sensuality, and the emotional regret and regretful beauty caused by the final reversal of the film are still very provocative.

  • Amara 2022-04-16 09:01:09

    A normal love, a confused foreign love, has no foundation and no resonance.

Silk quotes

  • [first lines]

    Hervé Joncour: Steaming water. Strange trees. Laughing children. Her skin... those eyes. But why should I tell you about it? Why now? Maybe I just need to tell someone about it. And that someone is you.

  • Hervé Joncour: [toasts] To our lasting friendship.