A little anxiety and worry can catalyze a perfect life. Maybe this is just my personal fallacy. Please ignore.
But things always happen for a reason, and if you realize something, you need to take notes immediately. I worry that the memory fades faster than the skin oxidizes.
A lot of things are placed in the corner, and they are easily forgotten if they are ignored for too long. In the afternoon, I suddenly turned out an old love drama at home, a lot like love, the Chinese translation is "Meet Hate Early", the name confused me, even after watching the film.
The film tells the story of a man and a woman who are above AUO and have less than one lover. After six years and six months of waiting and missing, they finally found each other, recognized each other, and faced their own emotional story.
This story was forgotten by me for a long time, but I suddenly remembered it, and I still feel that there is room for aftertaste when I read it again, and I love it very much.
There are countless romantic films, most of them are of the vigorous type, and they are so beautiful that they are unreal. This one is different.
The good thing about A lot like love is that the time line is long enough. In 6 years and 6 months, except for the initial encounter, they just live their own lives, they just find each other when they are weak and tired, they can talk to each other, and they can rely on them. In the large part of their lives without the other party's participation, they lived their own lives separately, quietly leaving a space in their hearts just for each other. When those warm pasts gradually accumulate, the vacancy in my heart expands infinitely, and I finally recognize it and finally face it squarely: such a lot should be love. So, finally got to the happy ending.
There will always be people like this in life. Just passing by doesn’t mean that fate is over. After going around in circles, I don’t know when I will meet again. It was actually a piece of soil that left him in the bottom of his heart. It was him.
In fact, I really hate the moment when the curtain call is over. The story is over and the cinema is empty again. I also hoped that those beautiful stories would be interpreted forever, and everything that happened later would be told in detail. I know that is false, everything has a beginning and an end. We have no way of knowing where the end is and what it will be like, but the process is always warm, so that we have the strength to continue until the unknown distance.
The end is always sad, but the process is warm.
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