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Suzanne 2022-04-22 07:01:42
When I meet you, life is like being fascinated by a grain of coal, my eyes are crying, I am not only flustered, but every minute is a natural and pure...
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Kailey 2022-04-22 07:01:42
Dame Celia Johnson's performance couldn't be more delicate, and it's no wonder the '70s remake Sophia Loren couldn't surpass...
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Karson 2022-04-22 07:01:42
Although I don't feel much about British language tuberculosis and extramarital affairs, but with the help of pull two + mirror feeling + female one + digital restoration, it is still quite emotional. Everything was in there when the train swooped...
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Daniella 2022-04-22 07:01:42
I thought I was liking Billy Wilder more and more, and that David Lean would disappear sooner or later. But it turns out that the truth always beats "I...
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Dasia 2022-04-21 09:02:54
4.0. Marriage itself uses morality to kidnap love. Infidelity is the most despised word in today's society. People who are not confident in love should really cherish each other's time. Not everyone can come back like the...
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Cortez 2022-04-21 09:02:54
The preset method is very old-fashioned. Passionate first was a trailer and then turned into a feature film suggesting a change in the relationship/relationship between the two. The omen of his son being hit by a car raises vigilance and guilt. In the last scene, the vertigo-like tilt close-up is quite powerful. But why this translation? Obviously it is a short-lived dew...
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Daniela 2022-04-21 09:02:54
Laura's smile is so cute, and she acts like a frightened bunny's middle-class literary and artistic middle-aged rich and tangled inner drama is really compatible with La Er. . . In fact, whether it is Laura, Alec or Fred, they are all very...
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Lynn 2022-04-21 09:02:54
The point-to-point narrative is matched with the title of "Meet Hate Late", but it is extremely delicate, and every little expression and every murmur is...
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Rosario 2022-04-21 09:02:54
Putting the purest romanticism of the strongest emotions in the meticulousness and restraint of the British, the railway platform and the English countryside are like another world and another...
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Antonina 2022-04-21 09:02:54
7.5/8.3 Life is not about constantly approaching the word I love you, and then constantly...
Brief Encounter Comments
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Margret 2022-04-19 09:02:33
housewife dream
David Lean filmed "Meet Hate Late" in 1945, half a century earlier than Lao Ke's covered bridge.
However, it also proves that extramarital affairs are timeless and fragrant activities of human beings, which are passed down from generation to generation.
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Darius 2022-03-21 09:02:38
How could such a thing happen to an ordinary person like me?
Feelings: From disgusting all betrayals in the name of love, having some kind of naive fantasy about loyalty, to fully empathizing with this emotion, I have only been in college for a few years. The word "grow" doesn't seem to be enough to encapsulate the change - it's a compliment in people's...
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Laura Jesson: [Secret thoughts] I imagined him holding me in his arms. I imagined being with him in all sorts of glamorous circumstances. It was one of those absurd fantasies, just like one has when one is a girl being wooed and married by the idea of ones dreams.
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Laura Jesson: [Secret thoughts] I starred out of that railway carriage window into the dark and watched the deem trees and the telegraph posts slipping by. And through them I saw Alec and me. Alec and me, perhaps a little younger than we are now, but just as much in love and we have nothing in the way. I saw us in Paris, in a box at the opera. The orchestra was tuning up. Then we were in Venice, drifting along the Grand Canal in a gondola with the sound of mandolins coming to us over the water. I saw us traveling far away together. All the places I've always longed to go. I saw us leaning on the rail of a ship, looking at the sea and stars. Standing on a tropical beach, in the moonlight, with the palm trees sighing above us. Then the palm trees changed into those pallided willows by the canal, just before the level crossing. And all the silly dreams disappeared. And I got out at Ketchworth and gave up my ticket and walked home as usual. Quite soberly and without wings. Without any wings at all.
