It's not as dramatic as Du Niang's writing, it's slower and more everyday. The silent perspective of the heroine is reminiscent of "Spring in a Small Town", from cheerful and innocent to quiet and peaceful, but it is the opposite. When appearing on the stage, a young lady complained, "What is there to chase in the light of the train?" Yes, it's strange, but depression and life are the flows that are the most difficult to grasp the direction. It turns out that movies that are quiet and can be described as literary and artistic can also be watched on a daily basis. There was an older couple next to them. They had been chewing popcorn for a long time and probably didn't want to disturb others, so the pace was slow. But the presence is still strong. It's funny, I don't know if it's the sound of grabbing a handful of popcorn - like a "crashing" with a hand deep into the bucket of popcorn, slowly stirring for half a turn, and then rhythmically chewing in the mouth The sound was repeated over and over again for a long time. But it didn't bother me. When I noticed it, I unexpectedly felt that I was integrated into the rhythm of the film. It’s probably the streets, footsteps, and bicycles in the movie. It’s too everyday, as if it’s right next to you, so you don’t need to be silent. Just stare wide-eyed like observing a passerby in the subway, eat and drink, and let out the last bit of exhaustion. Coke sucks on a straw too. When the heroine brought her son to the train station, the man suddenly pointed at the screen: "Look, little bird." Then I couldn't help but want to smile. The music here also brought tears to my eyes. That kind of unspeakable, unstoppable mood makes people a little sad, but I can really know that life is not completely sweet, and it is difficult to be as sure as the grandma who insisted on returning to Shikoku. (Speaking of this, the shadow of the young grandma is very similar to "She".) But the grandma who went to sea still came back. When the heroine and second husband were walking on the beach, I thought in my heart, "The heroine, go catch up and hold his hand!" Of course, the unnerving literary films must never catch up with one after another. . When my sister and brother are running (although I was worried that my brother would fall into the water and become a tragedy...), the hot summer is a bit erotic, so sadness may not always be depressed. This film really makes people feel the beauty of the film, the hazy light is not in high-definition, and the sound of the film is very gentle. [Abandoned half of the writing, just added a few sentences, it is estimated that it is already a beautified image in memory
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