Last Christmas was a local movie that was screened in the UK the year before Christmas. At that time, I was sitting in the only cinema in our village and quietly wiped my tears, thinking that the school year would end in a bland way. Subsequently, the epidemic swept across China; after another two months, after my boyfriend and I returned from a trip from Italy, the epidemic swept the world, including the United Kingdom, of course. Pulled away. I reviewed this movie in the afternoon nearly two years later, and what I was most impressed was the scenes from the first time I watched the movie: Kate was changing clothes in the alley and was whistling by people passing by, thinking about it on the bench in the garden. The man with a strong and always reliable Asian face, and when he fell on the ground when he found out that everything was the truth he had imagined in Tom's apartment. I have been thinking about why this movie has left a deep impression on me, even if it does not have a stunning, surprising, or thrilling plot. But British movies and dramas have this effect. In the gloomy winter at 2:30 in the afternoon, a muffled thunder is quietly thrown, which makes the nose sore, the heart warms, and then relieved. It's like being in a foreign land with a festive atmosphere, but you seem to be outside the world. Coming out of the library, after the cold icy rain patted your face, enter the house under the damp and cold wind, no matter whether the shoes are wet or not, the carpet quickly rubs your hands and puts down the bag and walks to the heater and puts your hands on, remembering one Moon and friends went to Wonder Land at night, shivering; then they put on pajamas and went to open a bottle of red wine and special Christmas spices bought by MS supermarket, and heated a cup of mulled wine on the stove. Even if the day was really cold to scream, the gloomy weather made people want to cry, and the desire for the sun exceeded any appetite and material desire, and they were soothed in this glass of lemon and cinnamon scented mulled wine. I hope your hard winter will always have a glass of mulled wine to warm you up.
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