When did you discover a type of film that you like, no matter what country or style it is, if it is about the warmth of human nature, how does it express it? Through expressions of love in various ways. At the beginning of man, sexual love. Children love their mothers, mothers love their children; husbands are sympathetic to their wives, and wives depend on them; brothers and sisters take care of each other deeply; friends and confidants, talk and share with each other; strangers, I also extend a helping hand to you, a kind look An oasis of habitation...that's human nature.
From "High Heels" to "All About My Mother", we have seen the growth of a director, thanks to the years of carving, let him present us this treasure of love, this soft light of humanity.
I just want to be silent and watch the world go by. But if I don’t eat a cup of love, how can I stand beside him with hot tears and a burning heart, watching myself, watching the love of my parents, watching our affection with our family, Look at the relationship with him, and then look at the world. Suddenly aphasia, as if we can forgive everything, but cannot forgive ourselves; we can understand everything, but only cannot reconcile with ourselves. In this kind of struggle, in the endless struggle, every opponent's face is blurred into a mirror, seeing myself.
The teacher said, I am very happy and surprised to see that you are sitting here watching this film seriously, and none of you have left. I am also curious, what is there in this film that attracts you to sit here until the end? ?
Yes, it is still human, the charm of human nature.
The fatherless child is full of thirst for his other half's life, but he simply loves his mother and writing without falling into the darkness of incompleteness. God took a fancy to this lovely poor handsome boy. He fluttered his huge wings and disappeared in the eyes of his mother in the street, on the day he was born.
Husbandless mothers love their sons and their little family wholeheartedly. After losing her son, she donated the child's heart, and a stranger walked past her with a heart so familiar to her beating in her chest. Life goes on.
Sisters who haven't seen each other for many years hugged each other on the street and shared a steaming breakfast.
Reason and kindness in the face of the murderer who indirectly killed his son.
Facing the nun who is pregnant with her husband's child, I sincerely feel sorry for her, adopt and take care of her like a daughter.
Dazzling big-name actress kid is generally unable to handle her own feelings, her Nina is never in her control, heartbreaking little lover.
The father and daughter who used to be so close, but now they can't get to know each other. Aging beats memory, but love can't stop it, and a puppy named Shar Pei can connect them too.
The mother and daughter who cannot communicate cannot stop the deep-rooted concern.
Rolla. Love forgiven sinner, cry for his son who cannot meet, cry for Lusa who died because of him, but he is about to smile, this transgender is almost full of fatherly love and sweet smile, for a A new coming of life, for the most holy baby in the world.
Love is the most important little thing. I am not afraid of not being able to achieve anything in my life, but I am afraid of not feeling my existence. I want to exist like this, to feel love, to love; to feel warmth, to warm others. In this world, there are irreplaceable responsibilities and the fate of encounter. There are deep, surging, slow rivers, and ebb and flow.
No one can stop them from leaving, and life is still moving forward amid the constant loss. Every day, new people and things come in, turn around and divert out. We continue to forgive, we still cry, we still laugh, we are still sensitive to small happiness, and we are still devastated by pain. But everything goes on. We enter the cycle of life, this time passing by for a short time, don't say anything forever, please cherish it.
The curtains opened again, and the bright sunlight dazzled our eyes. Walking so numbly in the world, we suddenly stopped and listened to the voice of the depths of human nature; after a short trip, we can no longer suddenly adapt to reality. So, can this reality be warmer and warmer? Can you make that important little thing better and better?
Greed is also human.
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