73:50 could only think of Cangyuan, or
the endless road like a daydream.
Playing, watching the children flying kites, there are many people on the grass, they have the same quiet and bright eyes, reflecting the powder blue sky of Asbyrgi, warm enough to make people cry
Djupavik before is really depressed, abandoned factories, rusted The bottomless blue of the water scares me.
VIK's famous black sand beach is dark and transparent. There are children playing football, riding bicycles, catching crabs (maybe), and they say that there is a sense of alienation between Icelanders because of the emptiness. But music connects them. This documentary is the clearest dream I've ever seen
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