Watching Casablanca is at school, our lovely classroom, like a big movie theater. Multimedia rear projection brings us a movie almost every day. Casablanca is one of them.
I'm a person with a bad memory, and I don't remember much about Casablanca. In the black and white images in my mind, the beauty of Ingrid Bergman is really lingering. The plot doesn't seem to be classic enough, but the film's music is charming.
When the black singer in the bar played and sang as time goes by affectionately, I was completely defeated. The soft melody, the slightly hoarse voice of the old man, is like a thick hot cappuccino on a winter morning, even if you smell it, it feels good. At least I was intoxicated. as time
goes by You must remember this A kiss is still a kiss A sigh is just a sigh The fundamental things apply As time goes by The passage of time becomes clear And when two lovers woo They still say, "I love you." On this you can rely No matter what the future brings As time goes by
How can you not believe when you say "I love you" softly
they
may have given each other a future
Moonlight and love songs
Never out of date
Hearts full of passion
Jealousy and hate
Woman needs man
And man must have his mate On this you can deny
moonlight and love songs
will never be outdated
a heart full of passion
will have jealousy and hatred
women need men and
men need partners to snuggle together
It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do or die
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by
Or that enduring story
A battle for love and honor No matter how successful
or dead or life or death
no matter how time goes by The world will always
be open for those who love each other. The
little girl herself translated the last sentence Felt super rotten.
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