When it came time to break up, in that guest room, when our eyes met and we both lost control, I hugged her and she cuddled me. Tears streamed down her cheeks, kissing her cheeks and shoulders wet hands. We were really unfortunate at the time. I confessed my love to her, and my heart ached, and then I realized how unnecessary, how trivial, how fake everything that hinders us from loving each other, when we are in love, or when we think of that love, don't judge by everyday standards Happiness or misfortune, whether it is an act of good or evil. The starting point should be higher and more important than these. If not then don't think too much. "On the Beach at Night Alone" Kim Min-hee is an excellent actress who is capable of long shots of literary films. I was a little disappointed after watching the movie. I like the feeling of watching movies. Dedicated two hours, to feel the various styles, wonderful things come to mind. If you want to feel the content deeply, like a quarrel, you need to get rid of the fake stuff. What you really want is to indulge in something, like learning, and learning is the cleanest. For example, you can communicate as much as you like, and you can also collide with things or people you like. Even if it reaches the point of hysteria, it will be very wonderful, and it will not affect anything else. When it is completely real, it will suddenly become nervous and angry, and people will talk nonsense as if they are drunk. In fact, her feeling was originally like this, and it recovered in the next second. She is also sad, or she has always been sad. Sadness does not conflict with working hard, being positive, and being happy. This is a particularly beautiful emotion, and I like it very much. Due to her torment and sadness, she developed something deep in her heart, which reflected on the surface and turned into a unique kind of mature woman's charm. Slowly and slowly, but it does not mean dullness, but very agile, a balance between inner eagerness and superficial indifference, and naturally no traces can be seen at will. When he smiled, he closed his eyes completely. I really want to kiss her, she is so beautiful. I really want to lie down and look at the sea. Wear dark clothes, pour on the sand, on someone else's shoe print, close your eyes, and hear the sound of the waves and the wind that surrounds me in all directions. I want to lie somewhere, not in bed, not with someone else. I really want to hug the person I like or hug the wind and cry, so that no one will find out, or be completely invisible in the noise. Even just being silent was enough to keep me happy for a while. Unfortunately, I didn't have that opportunity. Walk, sleep, walk, dream. Close your eyes and let me stay in this feeling a little longer. She rolled her eyes, repeated it in surprise, looked at you with a grin, then turned her head shyly, or propped her head up and smiled at you. Listen generously, accept your compliments, and talk genuinely, warmly, and coldly. You looked into her eyes, as if you were about to fall into a quagmire of tenderness. They are born with the ability to observe their surroundings carefully, the brains to find beauty, and the magic power to fascinate people.
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