This is what Maggie Cheung gave me at first glance. The A'e who was waiting was already stuck in the fateful ending. No matter how Cousin Andy looked back, I could see A'e's thoughts outside the bus window. , he eventually had to replace it with regret. A more secretive emotion was born when we first met on Lantau Island. A'e's lonely finger lit a cigarette at night, reflecting the long-term forbearance of a man after being drunk, his strong emotions stopped in mid-air, and the rapid breathing when approaching each other was still in the air. I could see the sad side face, it was the first few nights I didn't know, I still remember how many times the woman stood at the gate and poked the ground with her toes after she didn't need any extra words. I don't know if there are many illusions in waiting at night, it is not colorful, colorful, bright, like the jazz smoke played by a trumpet, you have to open the psychedelics in front of your eyes to see the truth There is another layer of myself in a dream behind it, but for this dream or nothingness, the hot but humid summer, the closed eyes behind the sunglasses, and just a cigarette lit in countless days and nights, with the same brand and the same brand. This kind of packaging, the past I care about can no longer be compared to the present that you value, and the present in the eyes of men is only a woman.
You should applaud for being short-lived, because that kind of possession will no longer be just a wave of your hand to say goodbye. I remember Mr. Lu Xun wrote in the article "There are two trees in front of my house, one is a jujube tree and the other is a jujube tree", Some ordinary existence is replacing a kind of firmness after death. The moment when a man falls to the ground does not mean that A'e's waiting is over. What it opens will be a firm and deep stop like a tree. There are no more emotions. I'm afraid that when I look back, the person is already guessing. It's better to stop guessing, just like that person never looked back, the past is the past, and the death in the past is not as good as some kind of breaking point in your own private house, which is broken but stopped forever and preserved.
I still remember Brother Wufei wanting others to call him Brother Wufei, so this has become a kind of breaking point, you can stop forever, and stand up when you can't stand up again. Everyone says that there is always an element of wandering in Wong Kar Wai's films, whether it is a footless bird or Xiao Zhang who wants to go home but goes farther and farther, always with some nostalgia for the place of departure or a certain destination, and this film Wong Kar-wai's Virgo interprets a kind of helplessness and hardship between leaving and staying. If A'e really will go with her cousin, some places will not be as beautiful as the beginning. People are animals who often miss the old. Really let go and choose to be a good person, who can guarantee that life will always be peaceful and quiet. Sometimes, fate becomes the chooser after all. It takes the initiative to choose us. Even if we get into trouble and can't turn back, it wins, just like some things Becoming destined is as easy as it is. At a certain moment, I have already seen through the future experience, but I can no longer stop it. Moving forward has long been unable to achieve my wish. To a certain extent, the choice is just a result, the only one. This indicates that he has lost to life, and no matter how cruel he is to crawl forward, he can't change it, draining his blood, picking out his tendons, and waiting for the twitching before his eyes. Carve an outlet for years of absurdity.
The man said, "We never know what tomorrow will be like." Maybe the tomorrow he doesn't understand in his heart is the ending. He knows that he can't take away the short-lived beauty after the cruel fate, and that his woman will always stand in front of the gate. Waiting for him, but he can't shorten the distance of this encounter. On the stairs of the hotel red carpet that day, because of the sentence "Can you not leave tonight", a woman followed behind. We were at every entrance. I stopped in front of the door, and this has become the junction of waiting and reunion. After you enter that door or walk out of that entrance, no one knows what will happen and what will be taken away, so here or there The people over there can only wait.
I remember the wine the man on the boat drank, the water glass that the woman kept in the man's house, and "tell me when you need it", who will remember the story of this summer, but who cares? Even death may inevitably be ignored. Who can remember the story of a man and a woman between choice and waiting? The director remembers, rather he wants us to remember that on the way of wandering, the heart has arrived at the place where it is going to go, but our flesh is still groping in the thorns, and I want to present the pierced skin with you, If my heart is still beating, I hope the color you see is bright red, maybe it will no longer be violent and restless, which can prove my sincerity before and after I searched the earth and ocean, may you see only one day. A man who promises you to sit at the dining table in the living room and will accompany you to look around.
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