Countless close-up shots magnify the eyes and expressions of the actors, and all the plot changes are also revealed little by little in these subtle changes, the tears gradually filling, the hands that want to touch but can't... The last line is In such a gradual process of blooming.
Teacher: It's so late at night, who is here?
Sheng: It is a person who came to seek music.
Teacher: Is there anything to look for in music?
Health: What I need is sadness and tears.
Teacher: Please sit down
: Can I beg you to teach me the last lesson?
Teacher: No, this is the first lesson I gave you. May I?
Music is to express those things that cannot be expressed in words, so music cannot be mundane, and you should know that music is not something that a king can have.
Student: Is it something of God?
Teacher: No, the life that God can express
: Can you hear it with your ears?
Teacher: Ears can't accept real musicians
: Can that be bought with money? What about fame? Music is a kind of silence?
Teacher: Silence is just an inner language
student: What about other musicians?
Teacher: I am different from them
: Can love feel music?
Teacher: It's not a
life either: Is music a hate caused by love?
Teacher: No,
students: Are you giving up on yourself?
Teacher: No
students: Is it a kind of tribute ?
Sheng: I don't understand...I don't understand...Is it a gift for the dead
Teacher: Yes
Sheng: It's a whispered comfort to those who can't speak, to the figure of the children, to the hammer of the shoe factory Softening the sound, a gift for babies who can't come into this world?
Teacher: You should have heard my sigh just now. I am not far from the god of death, and the song will also die. I am afraid that no one will be sad and wake the dead. Such a song can only be made by you. I do
n't know why Dumalai (the student) betrayed him. Maybe he never liked Marlet (the eldest daughter of the teacher), but just used her to learn to play. The teacher didn't blame him. When he played in ensemble, I understood at that moment, because at that moment, the person who understood the true meaning of music must also understand the person he missed and the way he forgot.
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