Love Paris little, love Paris long...

Onie 2022-01-01 08:02:14

A thousand ten thousand years

it is difficult to tell to make

this eternal moment

you kissed me, I kissed you

in the winter, in the early morning hazy

morning in the Parc Montsouris

Park in Paris

Paris is a city on earth

the earth is heaven A star

watched "Paris, I Love You", the opening film of the Cannes Film Festival, and thought it was quite appropriate. First of all, it expresses the respect for a city, and the joint efforts of 20 film directors with different styles but equally outstanding are like looking up at the fantasy art of film.

Through this film, every viewer once again confirmed and understood that Paris is beautiful and the film is beautiful.

Paris in the film, like a glamorous and confident woman, stands calmly in full view. There seemed to be countless mirrors around. They show her from different angles. Her beauty, her magnificence, her indifference, her complexity, and even fantasy and horror...

The short films of about 5 minutes have been combined into such a movie. Each story seems to be the culmination of the director's best efforts. And "Paris, I Love You" can be understood as a combination of different climaxes. But this does not mean that it is hollow. Because each story is simple and plain, but it reflects Paris in the eyes of different people.

Each story supports its own background, and 20 backgrounds overlap each other to form a new dimension. Paris is displayed in a multi-dimensional form in people's eyes.

Paris in the eyes of the man in the 18th arrondissement was messy and hurried. After he rescued the fainted woman, his life seemed to be injected with new vitality. In the desire for warmth, he took the first step...toward the sweet first step.

Three young people on the banks of the Seine talked with the women, full of French indulgence and romance. A handsome boy among them noticed her with beautiful long hair. Later, he learned about the different beliefs and different lives between the two. He was indifferent... But Xin led himself to the mosque and waited... The last sentence of my favorite girl's grandfather, "Would you like to go together?" It seemed like a god. Language. God says you can come together.

He met him in the studio of Mahai District. If he didn't talk to him, he would regret it forever. But under his enthusiasm, the other boy was just indifferent. In desperation, he left his phone and left. In the end, the boy's sentence "I don't know French" suddenly became clear. The boy broke out...Think of him who is cute and brave, leaving only a knowing smile...

The foreign tourists in the subway took a class of Paris culture in a stark and naked way. This is quite ridiculous and helpless. Don't, in Paris, don't make eye contact with any stranger, this is the rule!

Chinatown has a popular and familiar Chinese style, and the sexy Chinese chicks are kung fu. Perhaps in a city like Paris, the Chinese, who have always been inward-looking, have also begun to show their individuality eagerly.

The Bastille Square in the 13th district is laid out in Emilie-style details, full of sweetness. A husband who wants to abandon his old love because of his new love discovers his wife's terminal illness. Everyone sarcastically said: See you really choose the time! He decided to go through life with her wholeheartedly, but later found that every time he faced a woman wearing a red dress like her, the ripples

in his heart... At the Festival Square in District 19, he fell and she was First responders. In the face of the beautiful couple he had been looking forward to, he used that familiar song to recall the memories between the two. In this memory, there are discrimination and abuse of people of color, the crime and ruthlessness of Paris, and more The beauty of love at first sight. Finally he flew to heaven in front of her happily, and before two trembling coffee cups, at this moment, she must have recalled...

In front of Wilde's tomb in District 20, his soul broke out of the tomb and witty helped a pair of quarrels. Newlyweds reconciled. In Paris, people have another philosophy of life, a lovely and interesting philosophical life.

Under the Eiffel Tower in District 7, there is a family of clowns who bring joy and happiness to people, a lovely father, an equally lovely mother, and a little boy with small glasses and a big schoolbag. They make people feel the artistic Paris. Here, you learned humor and art, and after that, there is nothing wrong.

My favorite is the story of the blind boy in District 10. After encounters, acquaintances, and loves, there is a sea of ​​people drifting by, repeated repetitions, and emotional indifference. What is memorable is the picture of the boy watching a movie alone.

In the darkness, he cried. I don’t know if it’s because of the movie’s touch or his heart is crying.

Many days later, on the girl’s phone call, he exclaimed that he can see her. I don’t know if he really saw her. Inner love makes the heart and eyes clear.

After 20 stories, in the beautiful singing, all the characters in the stories are connected and known to each other.

Life is full of coincidences, and two parallel lines will cross one day. In this intersection, Paris becomes a net. And they are just a few threads on the Internet. But with the help of them, we have the opportunity to spy on Paris...

Paris,

maybe I love you, maybe I like your passion and romance,

maybe I envy you for luxury and fashion,

maybe, I love your artistic life and philosophical humor,
maybe, Just because of the Eiffel Tower, French cuisine, a movie, a song...

Love Paris little, love Paris long...

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  • Thomas: And you were accepted, of course. You moved from Boston to Paris into a little apartment on the rue du Faubourg-Saint-Denis. I showed you our neighborhood, my bars, my school. I introduced you to my friends, my parents. I listened to your texts, your singing, your hopes, your desires, your music. You listened to mine. My Italian, my German, a bit of Russian. I gave you a walkman. You gave me a pillow. And one day, you kissed me. Time went by, time flew and everything seemed so easy, so simple, so free, so new, so unique. We went to the movies, we went dancing, we went shopping, we laughed, you cried, we swam, we smoked, we shaved, you screamed; sometimes for no reason, or for a reason. Yes, sometimes for a reason. I brought you to the academy, I studied for my exams, I listened to your singing, to your hopes, your desires, your music. You listened to mine. We were close, so close, ever so close. We went to the movies, we swam, we laughed. You screamed, sometimes for a reason and sometimes without. Time went by, time flew. I brought you to the academy, I studied for my exams. You listened to my Italian, German, Russian, French. I studied for my exams. You screamed, sometimes for a reason. Time went by for no reason. You screamed for no reason. I studied for my exams, my exams, my exams. Time went by, you screamed, you screamed, you screamed. I went to the movies.

  • Zarka: [speaking to Franois] I'm surprised to see you here.

    Zarka: I'm Zarka.

    Franois: Franois... How are your hands.

    Zarka: Ok.

    Zarka's Grandfather: It was good of you to help her.

    Franois: Only natural.