"When people know that they are dreaming, they are like wandering souls, and sometimes they float up." Twelve is the number of ribs the human body has, which is the karmic cycle of Buddhist Zen language, and Luo Hongwu's escape from memory and hometown. final term. "The Last Night on Earth" continues the life of twelve years ago with two lonely deaths, and a firework that can only burn for one minute illuminates the siege of memory. The boundary between the present and the past is blurred by the humid air of Carey. The real and the dream are between the choice of a pair of glasses. The long lens like a hydrogen balloon shuttles and goes up and down in the bright neon, and the wearing of 3D glasses also has the sense of ceremony. Bi Gan's technical flow is quite romantic. They first met on the summer solstice, and the dark nights did not see the light of day in the love wrapped in conspiracy. His dream is on the winter solstice, and the day is helplessly renewed behind the obsession that has gone through the sea. The water is shining, just can't tell which way your eyebrows are looking. Two men kill for a woman, but only the one who gets the green paper can be called love. Two men build a woman's hotel dream, but only the one who is still adrift can live in her heart. In Kaili County, Bigan, in every relationship there is an abandoned child. They are a clock that doesn't move, a rotten apple, a hotel with a broken TV, and an old-fashioned barber shop with no water. It is not the empty city of memory that locks people, but they themselves constitute the ruins called the past. In the dream, there are still childhood friends surviving in the depths of the mine, and the dark secret road is waiting for the children who died prematurely. The fence of the prison cut the face of the lover into pieces, and the mottled stone steps brought those who left back to their side. He puts on the mask of the patron saint for the boy who is powerless to fight back against the world, asks the mother who leaves without saying goodbye to leave a gift representing eternity, and restores the sweet dream of a revolving room to the lover who betrayed love. With that pistol from which all tragedies started, the family will be released, and the naive incantation will be recited to make the dream come true. Before the memory of you disappeared, I built a dream castle for you. "Debris flow is not scary, it is scary living in memory." Because I don't want to have terrible dreams anymore, I forgive the person who left.
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