About 20 years ago, I rented a VCD of this film from a disc store in a late spring, and watched it all night. It was like a trip that started slowly in the Styx River, which changed my understanding of the film... An Zhe When Luo was alive, he always felt that there was a father-like elder on the other side of the earth, guiding me how to see the world. Countless times of silence, looking up and leaning over, I am excited by the devotion in my heart... I am moved by these, these sluggish times, with its hour-hand sword piercing the silent nerves of objects... The fog-maker , the author of the beekeeper, the yellow poncho, and the giant statue went away in an unnamed bus, but those gazes about life were left forever by time.
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