Tonight's rain broken jade dripping. The Pizza Hut restaurant on Meilong Road became our birthday restaurant because we both went there for our birthdays. But it was the quietest birthday I've ever had, because my little sister was hoarse and couldn't speak. The two played quietly.
At 8 o'clock, I watched "Sister Peach". It was said that the reservation was too late, and there were countless entanglements, so I entered the venue.
There are very few people in this show, and there are only six people in a big show. Three couples. They were sitting on the right side of the fifth row (later, in the middle of the film, they called out loudly in dialect, scolding them, and wanting to scold out-of-towners for their poor quality, but this sentence was too ironic to me, so let him go. The person who called was silent), on the left of row 6 (my group), and a pair around row 12.
After watching it for half an hour, I started crying, thinking of my grandmother, crying to the point of weakness, watching the movie silently, holding hands silently.
In fact, I feel that I can't watch this kind of movie. I'm afraid of Chinese movies, because watching people with the same skin often makes my heart hurt.
Thirty-three days of lovelorn is like this, the girl we chased in those years is like this, and the same is true for this sister Tao.
dare not look. I haven't seen the first two in full.
Looking at Sister Tao, she still really cried.
After so many years, I still can't control my emotions. I was taught not to cry when I'm the most emotional. Now I've learned to be calm in front of everyone, but in the black box in the theater, no one cares and can't see your expression. , so you can cry freely.
So the theater is one of the few places I have left where I can cry freely. It's ironic.
When I heard the moans of the old people in the nursing home, I couldn't stand it at all. The tears were uncontrollable and came down all at once. I can't help but think back to something similar I've been through. There was no way I could not think of the groaning of my grandmother in the hospital at that time.
I know that sometimes tears are uncontrollable. If a person is in a sad place, tears will drip into the bowl even when eating. When I saw that my best buddy was like this all of a sudden, I was completely overwhelmed.
Strokes are scary and you don't know what to expect with each stroke. It never occurred to me that my grandmother would never speak again.
Those who have not experienced it will not understand the feeling of being silent and only crying. I will never forget the look in Grandma's eyes and the moment she held my hand tightly.
I regret that many things that should be done have not been done. These things are buried in my heart, and I dare not say them, nor do I want to say them. She took care of me so much, but I couldn't take care of her. We made so many promises, and none of them came true.
Everything can only be kept silently in the heart.
The day my grandmother died was the second day after I finished my final exam at East China Normal University. I received the news early in the morning and cried very sadly. My memory of that morning is only the sound of crying in my heart.
But I haven't gone back to see her for various reasons. I wanted to, but I didn't go back to see her.
Just keep everything in your heart.
Back to movies. In fact, the lyrical way of the film is also very straightforward. But if the audience has not experienced similar things, they may not have so many feelings.
Andy Lau finally made a good movie, and Ye Dexian's acting skills are also good. Chinese literary films are often successful. Everyone knows literature and art, but Chinese commercial films have never been satisfactory. The plot should be a last resort. Good, but in Chinese-style plots, there are often redundant actions that the protagonist chooses to do that should not have been done. This is very uncommercial, because the plot is not compact, and it is often too lyrical to make people nauseous.
This film is pretty good, but the pacing is not very good, and the ending is too fast. I always don't know how the speed of jumping to Beijing, Hong Kong, and the United States is so fast.
But the main body of the film is still just like its English name A simple life, simple real life, too much like real life, which often makes me very unbearable, fortunately there are countless familiar faces, such as Du Wenze, Tsui Hark, Sammo Hung, Ning Hao , wait, it makes me feel that this is still less like life, more like a drama, so that I can calm down a little bit, otherwise it will be really hard to hold on.
I always like commercial films, violent films, Cult films, B-level films, fast and sharp editing, heartless and direct interruption of fights, and explosive shooting. He liked that his young hands were suddenly cut off with blood, and he still had a smile on his face, but he couldn't bear to see a pair of old hands wearing jade rings. After crying, I can finally face myself, so I won't be so vulnerable. You are right, the reason why you reject literature and art the more you are, shows that in your core you are more literary and artistic. I hope so.
After reading it, we walked back silently, holding an umbrella, holding hands, and the rain was still there. I think I will grow old with you silently, although it is good to go slowly.
When I went back to school to take a taxi, it was very quiet. I saw the water droplets on the windshield shining like buds of grass that had just emerged. They were wiped away, and the stars grew densely and smeared again. It was dusk. Really, quiet, beautiful.
Also:
In my birthday wishes, some classmates wished me happiness. By the way, Mr. Bo's resignation was also classified as a joy, which was quite a double happiness for me. I thought that the resignation of the domineering and domineering President Bo would also make me happy, but on second thought, he didn't do anything really bad, even if he did, I don't know; good thing. Right and wrong, whether it is black or white, doesn't seem to have much to do with me (I'm petty bourgeoisie). I'm just stressed about the March 15, 2012 label, in the future it may not only mean my 21st birthday, consumer protection day, but also President Bo's resignation day... Forget it, I wish every day Don't have so many labels. Although I think that Mr. Bo is not famous for thousands of years or has a long history, but it is either good or bad, cute or both. It is always a trait that people who have a name in history must have. In short, to leave something in history, It has to be weird. Whatever, history is written by these weirdos. Most people have lived A Simple Life, as "Sister Peach" said.
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