A glimpse of the life of those who have the fleeting eternity of some splendid hopeful emotions, Reivew on Nights in Rodanthe

The first time I watched it on the plane, wearing headphones, looking at the screen with the white clouds level, inside and outside the cabin, I felt a floating feeling inside and outside my heart. I also face the sea, and the flowers do not want to open. The plot of the hero's 'heroic' sacrifice was passed by me beautifully. When I woke up, it was also the heroine's sigh. I sighed too, and suddenly the screen took it back in a friendly manner. After eating a tomato, I still sighed.

The second time I took the fine art brush seriously and tried to overwrite the plot, but the fine art brush was over. I am needlessly in love with some trivial props, movements, the depth of breath, the boundaries of the picture, the composition of light, the shape of shadows.. I believe these subtle things will give me a feeling, and the feeling of each frame is superimposed into a movie With every breath and breath, there is warmth, strength, and touch. I don't care about the plot, I want them to breathe as slowly as possible, and those designed twists and turns all belong to a straight line. This is what makes me happiest. Rodanthe's plot is a complex for me.

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