Do you believe in angels? Do you believe you are an angel?

People who have suffered so much dream of entering heaven, but angels also take the initiative to descend as human beings. The world of angels is black and white. They have compassion, but they can't actually help others. They see all the pain and happiness, but they can't experience it. One day they get tired of this kind of life and want to become human, God will answer. When he exists as a material person, everything has color, taste, and feeling. . . Only have the concept of time. He touched the wound on his head, his hands were stained with blood, and excitedly asked passers-by: Is this red? . . .

It turned out that the wise man who could see the angel and talk to him, he was also an angel, a neurotic in the eyes of mortals, he said: In fact, we have many, you are not the only one.

You will say: bullshit This world is full of injustice and sin, how can there be gods and angels, what did they do? Or would you like to believe that there are guardian angels: Angels who are behind you when you need them, keeping their heads close to you, gently reassuring, listening to your frantic voices? A person who is naive and attentive can perceive him more or less, but if there is a little sense, it is possible to have a good intention, embrace life, and escape from the sea of ​​misery. At that moment, he will smile sincerely; if you still feel that life is unlovable, pass through him. The guarding hand, decided to die, he would scream in chagrin. . .

A single leftover woman must have an extremely firm belief in the true feelings. Only at a realm as high as a trapeze woman in the sky can she attract angels to the world, be willing to protect you alone, and look at your beautiful figure aloft with affection.

Trapeze's ramble: I've never been short of people around me, but am I the only one who doesn't take love seriously? However, every moment like this is true, isn't it? . . . I'm never alone, either with others or by myself, but I'd rather end up being alone, which means my final complete personality. You need me so much, there is no more sublime story than between you and me, this will be a great one, it is invisible, it wanders, it is brand new. . . Last night, I dreamed of a stranger, who was my true son, only with him, I was different, I opened my heart to him with all my heart, made him ecstatic, immersed in endless happiness, I know, that's you. . .

The end of the film wrote: Dedicated to all the senior angels, a series of names, aiming at Ozu. The choreographer also considers himself an angel descended to earth, and lives more transparently and detached than the average person?

It's a super boring movie, but after watching it, I still feel that I have gained a little. If you can't enjoy it, it may be because there is no desire for you in it. Maybe someone who has just experienced a world war and stood dazedly on the ground of ruins and divided soil can deeply understand and find comfort.

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