It's beautiful, but I don't know~~~

I went to see a movie last night, "traversed" the desolate and lonely streets under the street lights of Beizhan, and passed the sparsely populated paths in Beijing at seven o'clock, and found the first time to find the Adventure Garden. Unexpectedly, I didn't see the garden, but fortunately, there are cute little wooden windows in the store, as well as Uncle Lan's lovely books on display, and hot chocolate. Fortunately, the adventure was a real adventure, and the movie I encountered last night was really good.

"Elegant Hedgehog", a story of an old grandmother and an old grandfather seen in the eyes of a little girl, the handling of details surprised me once again with the delicate emotional expression of the French director. It turns out that the concierge is a very leisurely and leisurely job. You can read and watch discs. It is far more leisurely than the petty bourgeoisie and comparable to the middle class. It turns out that Japanese grandpas are familiar with cooking and gift-giving, and their life is so sentimental and stylish... And hedgehogs are also can be so elegant. This kind of temperament is not born, nor does it come from school education, but from one's own acquisition and cultivation. A standard French film with a very small sentiment suddenly created ups and downs near the end, and inexplicably added a somewhat "dog-blooded" car accident plot. Maybe the director thought that accidental death is also a part of life. It happened suddenly on such an ordinary day before the protagonist's death. puzzled! Does the director have to let the grandmother, who was a widow and closed herself for 25 years, finally decide to try the sudden and unexpected death of the transformation of love to change the little girl's insatiable outlook on life? For the grandmother and the audience, it's a little cruel~~~ I'm

used to writing and talking about the post-viewing feeling. Opening a mouth is a vulgar tone that makes me sick to my stomach. a good movie. When I went out this morning, I picked up a copy of "The Equator Cuts the Face of the City". When I was leaning on the car to read, I suddenly thought that this Adventure Garden seemed to have exhibited Zhang Yueran's "Carp" series design not long ago. Under the bright but cold sunshine, I remembered the strange little clothes and colorful rubber bands that I had seen more than ten years ago, Xiaoyue, and knew that she also lived in this bright but cold city, still lonely, lonely. Pass me, sigh~~~ I'm not worth my lonely winter night, an adventure~~~

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