The bigger the more impetuous, I like double speed, fast forward, I seem to like to waste time doing meaningless garbage, but at a certain moment, it is like gold. I've forgotten why I marked this movie as pending, is it because I too had a grandpa with Alzheimer's? Or is it because the actor is so handsome, or just because it's a "good movie" to watch for me to brag about? ? I am in an era where everything is looking for value. If one thing is not beneficial to me, it is absolutely impossible to spend time and energy on it. But I watched it twice, and I cried longer every time. I was most afraid of seeing my own story in the movie. My grandfather is tall and handsome. He uses a tall attic as a study, where he writes poems and reads books. He also has a yard, which is not only full of flowers and plants, but also has four or five peach trees, as well as pipa trees, plum trees, etc. There are also two ponds in it, there are binglingbingling big-tailed goldfish, and black and black grass carp, but I didn't take a good look at them, and I never take the time to look closely at animals that look bad. All my fond memories of my childhood are because of him, he taught me to write, he told me stories, sometimes we didn't do anything at night, just watch the stars on the high platform above the pond, he would fan the palms and fans for me to chase away mosquitoes . I don't need to say anything, or give me food, just let me stay next to my grandfather, I'm happy, I don't have to laugh out loud, my heart is sweet. As an adult, I lived on this memory. Don't know when he got Alzheimer's, I was a kid at the time, but he was more like a kid than me. While watching the movie, my dusty memories kept flashing, and a strange sadness hit me, but I didn't want to resist anything, I just wanted to accept it calmly. Thanks to the male protagonist for letting me know more about my grandfather's last days and making him fuller in my memory. In the film, in the eyes of Alzheimer's patients, every day is turbulent and volatile. He first doubts the people around him, and then is stubborn and irritable. It was as if the grandfather at that time, the people around him were all liars, all lied to him, and everyone didn't believe what he said. Seeing this is really sad for Grandpa. We were his name or just an illusion in those days? The most familiar strangers are just strangers, but I don’t know each other in front of me. My mother and I are not unexpectedly the people who are mentioned the most, but the ones who are favored are not fearless, but more sad.
I love him so much that I am ashamed to express my feelings.
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