other he played the violin for her.
Tranquility, harmony, serenity.
Everything goes on quietly underwater and
never changes.
Villages are submerged, memories buried, and beauty destroyed.
But Balzac is still there, and the melody of Van Arling is still moving.
Here, a legend has been staged
about love.
Nothing will repeat the old film one after another.
I still remember the first time I watched "Balzac and the Little Tailor", when I was still an "angry youth", because I was watching Yu Jie, Beicun, and Wang Xiaobo. So when I watched this film, I didn't pay too much attention to the love in it. From start to finish, I was scolding that era, that captain, that infuriating re-education.
But this time was different. I watched it more with love, so I felt the feelings between Ma Jianling, Luo Ming and the little tailor. The love of that era. It's so touching and sad.
Maybe that era didn't make people evil. Before this morning, I hated that era so much. In fact, some things were so beautiful in those days. better than this era.
The most distressing scene is that the doctor induces labor for the little tailor in the house, and Ma Jianling plays the violin for her outside the house. He wanted to reduce the pain of the little tailor with beautiful music, and he wanted to cover up the little tailor's cry with the sound of the violin. Such a pure act, such a touching boy, he just wanted to be good to the little tailor, but as he said, he could see how things would turn out. The little tailor fell in love with him. Although she didn't say it, as an audience, I felt it, otherwise how could she leave her beautiful Three Gorges, leave her elderly grandfather, and leave Luo Ming, who once fascinated her.
Until the last time, he was watching her from a distance, on the hillside, watching the little tailor in his heart slowly leave. I can imagine his mood. Back down, weeping.
roming.
If Ma Jianling is a pool of quiet water, then Luo Ming is a turbulent river. He loves so directly, so unabashedly, so earth-shatteringly, so much that it makes people boil. In those days, it was not easy. As a friend, he is loyal enough; as a lover, he is gentle enough. Always go straight, without any concealment. Sometimes the playfulness also makes people laugh: let the little tailor repeat "I love you", the tricks he played when pulling teeth for the captain, and the repeated rescue of Ma Jianling, all made people understand that he is a good person, a thoroughly good person. , is an indispensable sun belonging to that era. Yes, he is the sun, bringing sunshine and joy to the dull Phoenix Village.
When he was going back to the county seat, he had no scruples to get rid of Ma Jianling and take care of the little tailor. However, he didn't know that his departure made things complicated.
In the end, we don't even know her name. Little tailor, only know her name as little tailor. As Luo Ming said, we are not curious about her real name, she gives the impression that she is a little tailor.
As a pair of brothers who both love, her choice may only be to leave.
After being nurtured in Balzacri, she has really changed. Even though she is still a girl in the mountains, her heart no longer belongs to the mountains and has already flown out. She knew that Ma Jianling loved her, and although he was always so silent and obscure, she could feel it deeply. As a woman, maybe this is intuition.
How many emotions were buried in that era, how many people were drowned in the water... The
early morning raindrops combined with the tumbling of alcohol in the stomach, "Balzac and the Little Tailor" came so sad, like the darkness that I couldn't bear to go back to The crow, hovering low, chirping and roaring, made my heart hurt and couldn't breathe.
Until the end, none of us knew where the little tailor went. Maybe she is in the Three Gorges, and she has returned long ago, waiting to be buried in the water with her hometown, her youth, her love and her beautiful memories.
The Three Gorges have already been completed. There is no trace of this love that I do not know whether it is true or not.
But the mountains of Zhangjiajie, the beautiful green mountains and green water on the Xiangxi painting scroll, let the gods in the sky build a smoky Penglai Temple here.
Ordinary people fell asleep like a dream in this deep landscape.
In the dream, a beautiful legend was also staged there.
It's about Madame Bovary.
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