I finally watched "The Pianist". It was in the afternoon, in a very quiet way. Only by being silent can I have a good sense of silence.
Brody's nose is really high and towering. I remember at the Oscars ceremony, every time he came out to award the award, he liked to spray the nozzle with mouth freshener, and then went to kiss the winning beauties very vulgarly and cheaply. Every time, I hoped that the person standing there was me.
Romansky really found the right person, Brody's eyes were blurred, melancholy, clear and meaningful, the thin face carved out by the axe, the fair and jade face, it was really a knot that men and women couldn't escape.
The Nazi's rule was ruthless, cruel, and the separation of family has also become accustomed to it. Only the music that represents beauty has always been hidden in his heart. When he met a German officer who also loved music and asked him to play a song at will, his fingers were clear. Falling on the stairs leading to heaven, it was as if the holy light shone on his depleted and dry soul, and the gurgling spring water gave it new vitality.
The music that tempers the soul will make him quiet and peaceful. At this moment, the spirit and the flesh are separated, and the blood and bones are reborn.
When I think of an inaccurate sentence, I can barely describe the feeling in my heart when I hear the dizzying music,
as if the moon is closed in a light cloud, and it is swaying like the snow in the wind.
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