Does anything else matter?

Although it was criticized as the evening version of "50 First Loves", the acting skills of Uncle Ming and Aunt Gong are absolutely outstanding. If Laomouzi didn't ask them to play, it would be even more boring, with more than half of three stars and less than four stars. People who haven't really experienced that era should not be able to have emotions that shock their hearts. At most, they will be a little moved and emotional about the old days. The literature or film and television works of that special era bear a strong brand of the era, and there are almost no happy families, even those that can be called pitiful, and they basically spend their time in panic. Criticism is sometimes a small thing with thunder and rain. It has been said and scolded, and it has passed. No one can change the past that happened. Later generations can only exist as witnesses to history.

Stance and attitude are more direct and realistic things than family and love. In those days, you could live without emotion, but there was no way to choose your own honest concept to exist. I haven't read the original book, but I'm glad the ending wasn't a big reunion, otherwise it would be more vulgar. I'm not sure if their love has been lost, maybe it should have been sealed in memory. But there must be something deeper than the emotions precipitated by the years. It really doesn't matter whether you remember the identity of the other party.

After the whole scene, sobbing can be heard from time to time in every corner of the theater. Later, I asked a few friends who had watched the film, and their tears were focused on the train station, reading letters, playing the piano, and picking up people. Another buddy said that he immediately wiped his tears when he saw Deng Sanlun. What touched me more was the first time Lu Yanshi came home. In a Hollywood blockbuster, no matter how dangerous the situation is, Lu Yanshi will definitely rush into the house and hug Feng Wanyu and say: I love you so much! But in the context of that era, he could only hold the handle and listen to the movement in the house, and Feng Wanyu couldn't do anything but let the tears drip from her eyes. A door blocks so many things that later the door is never locked again and can't go back to that moment.

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