I still remember watching "Seven Swords Down the Tianshan Mountains" a few years ago, in the ending of Lian Nishang and Zhuo Yihang, Mr. Liang used the words of "Zhuangzi": "The scorpions of the dry rut are immersed in each other with water, and they are like each other with wetness. Forget about the rivers and lakes." At
the end of the text, in the silent cave, only a white-haired neon dress accompanies Zhuo Yihang, who looks like a child. When there is no thought of life and death, for them, they cannot be proud of each other when they are born, they can only look at each other in the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains through the clouds and mists that last for years, then when the dust settles, let them accompany them forever. , until death.
And I always remember Lin Qingxia's performance of practicing neon clothes, beautiful, enchanting, crazy for love, and finally aging at the moment of youth, love and hate are extreme.
Women are easy to break when they are too strong, and the wildness and stubbornness in the bones of practicing neon clothes are vividly interpreted in the film.
She asked Zhuo Yihang, why don't you believe me. The words scorched the heart, like the sharp blade that pierced into the chest. Close at hand is Zhuo Yihang's unbelievable eyes. Red face and white hair, instant youth. Heart like frost.
Later, she vowed to kill all men in the world, lonely, desperate and fierce. And he stayed in the Tianshan Mountains, guarding the Utan flower in the wind and snow, waiting for his lover's white hair to turn into blue silk. He has kept it for more than ten years, exactly the same as her persistence.
Time flies, and it seems that we met back when we were young. He was a young boy who was ignorant and young, while she was a smiling girl. When they met later, they fell in love with each other. That is the most beautiful color blooming in her life, because of love.
I really like the mandarin ducks playing in the water in the cave. The love between them reached the sweetest extreme at that moment. The charm of the wolf girl, enchanting, Lin Qingxia's eyes and brows are full of amorous feelings, she is a woman who is in love. Because of meeting Zhuo Yihang, her life is no longer only about killing, she smells the fragrance of the world.
The road that followed was arduous and long. Because of love, she couldn't bear Ji Wushuang any longer, and she didn't want to live the life of that kind of killing again. She decided to leave, but she had to pay the price. Ji Wushuang longed for her, but she only had a body.
Love, if you don't get it, will destroy it. She is like this, and so is Ji Wushuang. Even if he loves her, Ji Wushuang can't tolerate her loving others. She walked on the road paved with flames, was beaten by countless people, and the road she left was full of blood. However, her heart to leave was so firm. She loves Zhuo Yihang and is willing to endure it all.
However, the story, guessed the beginning but can not guess the ending. Resolutely like her, she can't tolerate doubt and distrust. When she was in love, she told Zhuo Yihang over and over again to believe in her, he was the only light of the world in her heart.
When all the siblings were killed, Zhuo Yihang's anger was obvious, but the distrust caused by the anger made her heart ashes. Even if she found out the reason later, Zhuo Yihang's mistrust at that moment had already created a gully, and she could not forgive her.
She left, her temperament changed greatly, and the frost and snow on her head couldn't resist the coldness in her heart. He knew he was ashamed, but he couldn't look back in time, so he kept guarding the legendary flower in the ice and snow day after day. Since then, no matter whether it was a mortal or an old emperor, he couldn't match a white-haired red face in his heart.
Seeing each other more than ten years later, he has been through the vicissitudes of life, and she is getting older. At that moment, memories of the past came flooding back. In the last hug in the fire, it seems that the past is coming back again. She is the woman who is crazy for love, and he is an unruly and suave man. The white hair is gone, the faces that are dimmed in the firelight, and under the blue silk on their heads, are their affectionately glued eyes, a glance for thousands of years.
This martial arts chaos is all because of love. Love is separated from life, chaos arises, swords and shadows, heroic tears, and the most beautiful people happen.
You said that it was a martial arts battle, but it was just the love of two people, and the world could not tolerate that kind of love. Since ancient times, good and evil have been at odds with each other.
But no matter how many disputes outside the world, in Lian Nishang's eyes, it doesn't matter. The chaos in the world has nothing to do with her. She only wanted her lover, the one who said in the cave, "Heaven and earth are the proof, if I, Zhuo Yihang, live up to Lian Nishang, the heaven and the earth will perish".
And the so-called oath of mountain alliance, but it should be said in the air. White hair and red face, splendidly turned into gray. At that time, she became old in an instant, the red wedding dress, the white hair like frost, love and hate intertwined.
When it comes to my brother's songs, the prophecies are exhausted. "Love is so difficult, hate and love are inseparable, and the beauties and white hair are even brighter. In the past and in the future, I have it overnight, isn't it counted, I fell in love until I was whiteheaded."
Leslie Cheung's Zhuo Yihang, unruly, occasionally fell apart , but can't hide the bold and heroic appearance between the corners of his eyes and his eyebrows, he is a man with the most affection and sex. Brigitte Lin is too beautiful to charm all beings. The superb acting skills of the two actors made the film a popular one. And, Wu Zhenyu's charming face, Lan Jieying's youthful face.
And the gloomy picture of the whole film gives people a sense of desolation for no reason. This sadness and joy is unspeakable.
Years have passed, the beauty has faded, the hero has passed away, only through the dim light and shadow of the screen, I miss it.
January 8 diary.
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