I have to admit to my chagrin that I didn't really understand most of the movie, and it doesn't seem like he's the kind of movie worth watching again. Can't get rid of the rich shadows there, from RAY to JOHNNY CASH. I was confused until JOHNNY woke up from the slumber after the madness, until he saw the fresh green outside the window, until the quiet sunlight penetrated, until the person he loved and loved him deeply...
This is A movie about "Enlightenment". The epiphany was ignited by the light in the dark green.
For a long time, the truths I heard as a child always flashed in my mind inadvertently with the fragments in my memory. Sometimes he was like a drifting bottle that suddenly broke into the vision of a sailor who was looking at the sea. She disappeared, and it was like the indicator light on the roof of the building in the middle of the night. It turned on in twos and threes, but it always went out when we were about to see her clearly. I stood there alone, letting the wind blow from all sides and swaying my body. It was pitch black in front of me, and I didn't know where to go.
For me, the word "comprehension" is just such a memory. I still remember that in that Chinese class, the teacher only wrote this word on the blackboard. In 11 years, I have experienced a lot, but I have no clue. Only this word always makes me remember and miss it.
Enlightenment is sad, painful, fiery, heart-piercing, and even more cowardly and desolate. Because he always appears when you are extremely remorseful, and when you are in a state of enlightenment, the person who is willing to forgive you has long since disappeared. From this point of view, the film must be a comedy, because, in the greenery, in the sun, she is still standing.
It is undeniable that I am indeed a stupid guy. I think I have realized the true meaning of love, but I have to type on the keyboard boringly by myself. I think I understand the love and love in the eyes of my parents, but I can't extricate myself from him (her) We are alone in this city. I really want to do the wrong thing all over again, and I really want to sincerely admit my mistakes to friends who have misunderstood. I don't know if the birds will stop chirping irritably the next day, whether they will no longer be wandering alone, and whether there will be a different kind of sky outside the window.
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