Snuggle up in the sun on a chair, maybe put an extra thin blanket over your lap in winter, and cool off in summer. There is no expression, no focus, and no posture for a long time. Maybe after taking a walk back, I saw that look neither sad nor happy, but the light and shadow on the ground shifted a few inches.
I'm curious about what's going on in their minds in such a still time, whether it's a string of ellipses that can't read data.
The stubborn old man Mr. Street chatted under the night sky with the bike leader he met on the road.
-You don't think of old age when you are young.
- No need to think.
——Maybe old age also has the benefits of old age.
—I don’t know what the benefit of being blind and deaf is. But after living for so many years, there is nothing I haven't seen. I know how to separate the wheat from the husk, and I also know how to forget some unimportant things.
There is not much time, but driving a lawn mower that is not much faster than walking, going over mountains and mountains to see brothers who haven't seen each other for decades because of discord in their youth.
Endless road, sky, cornfield, garden, cemetery. Incredibly slow, stretched so long every moment, Mr. Streeter sat on the often out-of-control lawnmower with a pleasant expression.
What will he think?
Long shot, empty shot. The road is stormy and smooth for Mr. Street, and the director gives the audience a wonderful soundtrack to make up for what we can't feel.
This is a movie where love is absent, but the middle-aged couple who lent the garden to Mr. Street for camping made up for it in a scene or two. The scrubbing wife, her husband hugged her waist sweetly behind her back.
So the whole movie is full of warmth and fragrance.
When approaching the destination, the soundtrack suddenly became timid.
The expressions of the two old men at the end of the film are intriguing.
Remember the commercials of "Dream Knights" of the Bank of Taiwan, these heavy loads of pain and passion, I really don't want to be easily moved. Most of the time we are like the rash and irritable female driver in the movie, who killed 13 deer in 7 weeks, beat the chest in hysteria and then hurried on the road. The antlers were turned into ornaments on the broken carriage by Mr. Street, like an old cowboy.
After all, we are still too young, which is a good thing.
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