After seeing the ghost image, there was a trace of surprise. There is a little less of the perverts that pursued results a few days ago, and a little more Buddhism of karma. The Buddha said that on the other side, there is no birth and no death, no grief, no desire and no desire. And there is a kind of flower, beyond the three realms, not in the five elements, born on the other side of the weak water, without stems and leaves, gorgeous and crimson, it is the flower of the other side. Manzhu Shahua, when the flowers bloom on the other side, the flowers bloom without leaves, and the leaves grow without flowers.
In fact, Nata is just a simple withdrawn child. She has no sense of security. She just loves the wrong person. This world is relative everywhere, but in love it is absolute. The so-called perfection is that you fall in love with Dong Shi, so I think her frown is also very cute. When you meet the right person, the seeds will bear roses, and the raindrops will turn into coffee. But, in this absolute, the saddest thing is that one person pours all his emotions into it, while the other person just accepts or rejects it at the right moment. In the human world, the only thing is unrequited love, you will never see a cat silently liking another cat. So, in this unreasonable relationship, Nata put herself on the emotional cliff, refused to back down, so that she fell like a butterfly, or locked her self-righteous love.
Warmth is a luxury, so luxurious that it takes deep cold and pain to manifest. Just as the bright smile of Nata Meadows looking up at the sky turns into the hysteria of self-mutilation in the dark room. She asked God how to laugh and forget about sad things. God said, drive yourself crazy. She didn't want to go crazy, so she chose to die in the hustle and bustle of this world, choosing a quiet and entangled way to continue her crazy love. She felt almost spoiled to ride on Dong's neck, like a small flower, standing in the corner, clinging to the root of a tree. Looking at a city in the autumn rain, the oath on the city wall has been blurred. A person with no sense of direction and security will be silent when he realizes that even his proud intuition is wrong. To love or not to love is just a matter of one person, and happiness is an illusion that one persists in. However, there is such a person, who willingly continues the illusion to the end.
Sunflowers are not warm enough, and temperatures higher than 30 degrees will make people cry. When Nata gets hurt, like being molested in the elevator, torn up by those drunk men, like shouting to save me, the indifference of the people she loves is enough to make her die faster. In the whole film review, I rarely mention things like Dong's classmate Tang, and rarely mention his current girlfriend Jane. Because in my opinion, this movie only tells one story, which is poor Nata, who fell in love with Dong, both in life and after death. There may be a lot of characters like Jane, who feel bad for others, but not feel bad for themselves. And Nata, there is only one. The moment when the wrist is cut may not be so painful, but when a little bit of blood flows, it is enough to superimpose a person's fear into indescribable isolation and helplessness.
It is saddest to have no tears when you want to cry, and no faith when you want to rely on it. Love is all Nata's beliefs. Is it wrong to love someone like this paranoid? Do you know what the nineteenth hell is? If Dong knew, maybe he wouldn't go to hell.
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