sweet honey, honey to the heart

I've been looking at the former degree recently, sigh, maybe this is the reality of love. Come on, this sentence is so sad. Thinking of the sweet honey that I liked very much before, it is really sweet. Not to mention Maggie Cheung, the woman I love very much, the fate in the play is really enviable. Life is a process. If we look at it from this perspective, then Li Qiao and Li Xiaojun have finally gained a fulfillment in the long time and space we can see.
Fate is a strange feeling, just like they arrived in Hong Kong back-to-back, met again at McDonald's, then appeared in each other's life, lonely, warmed each other, separated again, and finally wanted to break through together, but it was separated by ghosts and gods. I also love Yang Gongru and Zeng Zhiwei. I think such expressions are human, but I still think Maggie Cheung and Liming are more romantic together. It may be that the distinction between friends and lovers is more confusing than choices. Feelings are caused by loneliness, duckweeds and duckweeds, they will never return once they drift, or they will chase to a foreign country like this, and bear the faint hope. I haven't experienced much, but if I read too much of the so-called classic love, I will get tired of many pretending to be noble. I like Li Xiaojun's dull but real and persistent character, and I also like Man Yu's somewhat shrewd, independent but true-tempered woman. I don't want to associate this film with the so-called reform and opening up, the mainland of Hong Kong, and I think the film should only be a kind of emotion. Li Qiao, who was traversing the streets of foreign countries, chased after Li Xiaojun, who was riding a bicycle, but he was still unable to match the vast sea of ​​people. I love this kind of walking with life, turning around a thousand times, looking back at the end, how beautiful it is, because we have come together, sweetly. It is this fate that is destined, looming, in the dark, but also giving up, hesitating, and exerting force, after the vicissitudes of life, slowly walk to the other side. The sweetness of love in the heart makes perfect honey. Going back to that first meeting, back-to-back is already destined to be together. It goes well, this love.
I'm not afraid that we are so far away at the moment, I just want to be able to walk to each other one day, you are in front of me, within reach. In the process of life, I am willing to wait silently for the flowers to bloom.

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