The last time I watched it was when I was in elementary school. I watched a foreign movie on Pearl TV at 9pm on the weekend with my family. Seeing twelve o'clock all the time, I didn't remember crying, but I was full of fright.
Children are actually very similar to philosophers. In my childhood, major issues such as life, death, and fate were almost entangled every night. I often felt that I would die for a long time, until the end of the world, falling down with the cracked earth and falling into the depths of the universe. Place.
The Atlantic ocean water is equally deep, and you can't see the sea and the starry sky. The floating people are small and insignificant, and it is really desperate to desolate.
I am afraid of the silence when my life sinks.
I am afraid of eternal defeat when confronted with nature.
What can we do? When the earth swells, volcanoes erupt, magma arrogantly swallows the ancient city? Local veins shake, mountains collapse, villages and cities fall apart? When the ocean roars, the hurricane is fierce, the waves are fierce, and the island sinks?
I looked into the small screen on that side, so far I felt fear. That piece of water, I still dare not touch it.
Today, ten years later, this movie has become the background color of time for me and most people.
I am very familiar with every bridge, every dialogue, every movement, every ups and downs.
I use it as an example of many essays, and even English reading exercises.
ten years. No movie can stand up to the time and demographic changes, the plot becomes allusions, and the truth becomes common sense.
ten years. I changed from a primary school student to a college student, and the hero and heroine went from youth to midlife crisis.
However, even if it is well-known to women and children, even if time has sifted it into a leak, and it can't stop any mystery, it is still a myth.
It's a myth that no matter when we face it, we can't help but tremble with palpitations.
Because no matter how hard the heart is, it will bow its head in front of the extinct life and melt in the face of eternal love.
When I was trembling from crying while holding the computer, I couldn't help but imagine that there was a line in the movie theater. The girl held the boy's hand and dialed you in and out hysterically. That spectacular scene.
That's right, we are looking for abuse, which is to prove our mediocrity and happiness with the greatness and disaster on the screen.
Those couples didn't know whether it was their sons and daughters around their knees or if they were separated. Rose and Jack will be eternal, and they will have to experience the itch of marriage and a long life. But, who didn't fight as hard as the young couple when they first fell in love.
Sometimes life is just not thinking about the future.
But I don’t know which little P boy who has a bad brain raised this question: If Rose and Jack were both rescued in that disaster, what would happen to them?
To be honest, in order to keep both of them alive, I imagined countless possibilities, and even thought that if they did not meet, maybe Rose would be on the life-saving boat, and Jack would be lying on the board and sleeping. But what will happen after surviving, I really haven't doubted.
Some people who are less drawn replied: like in the revolutionary road, marriage crisis, trivial living, burying passion, calm and dying; or because of the class standpoint, there is no integration at all (it is estimated that Mao chooses to read more). ——Where can I learn to see through Hong Chen?
Isn't it annoying to preach up? I just don't understand why two people have died together, why can't they be born together. I used to fit in that way, why would I separate.
Don't tell me that it is easy to keep one's business and to start a business. There is no new nonsense under the sun. I only know how life continues, and it will continue forever.
Have you ever loved it? Ever crying and laughing, regardless of it? Have you ever renounced the classics and fought back? If you have not subverted your life, life will subvert you.
And they, they once loved so deeply. So close too. So lived and died together.
Sometimes life is just a naked subversion, dreams and passions will be old-but it is old, not death. Passion will grow old, love will not die; dream will grow old, ideal will not die; people will grow old, heart will not die.
The most frightening thing is that, if you haven't experienced old age, you start to be afraid of death, and if you haven't loved it, you start to spurn.
I still believe in the beauty of the stunning glimpses in life, even if it is not visible afterwards.
To put it bluntly, I believe that Rose and Jack will be together for several years, decades, across the century. Just because of the old Rose's look when she recalled, so beautiful.
You are welcome to say that I am naive and absurd, and you are also welcome to continue to mature and desolate.
Speaking of it, titanic is the most wonderful love movie I think so far, such as drinking honey, it’s unspeakable.
This is a gorgeous to the extreme, making the disaster of mankind set the background, but also delusional to break through time and life and death to reach eternal love.
Rose jumped up from the rescue boat and rushed to the window. Because of this bravery and greed, she was the most beautiful.
I was able to meet you in the moment of my life, and I spent all my luck. It was only on this day that I discovered that I had breathed air.
I am the one who lives in this world with little hope, maybe there is no Jack, but I still look forward to it as if on thin ice.
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