Apart from the powerless tears that I couldn't help, it wasn't sadness or sighing. The moment the lights came on, I only had a strong regret. I don't know how many people share that kind of heart-wrenching regret at this moment?
One after another of the rehearsal images, the dark curtain rises again and again. One after another, singing and dancing intensely in a low voice, the stage that flashes in front of you again and again, the dancer, the king, a person, indeed, you only see his brilliance among many people, and at that moment you have forgotten these extremes The beauty is only the residue, and even his breath has truly left us.
Every minute adds a point of regret, a point of sadness, and a point of despair.
I didn’t cry like that, I didn’t cry out to the bottom of my heart, I didn’t cry out in rage, I didn’t even admire him, I didn’t cry over and over again that he was a god, he was a myth, and he couldn’t The light I can reach, even the applause in the theater one after another, I can't use that little strength to work hard and sigh deeply.
This is not pessimism, nor is it a groaning cry, the only strong emotion I feel, which I can't get rid of until now, is just regret.
I regret, I regret that I have never given all my life to have the honor to go to one of his concerts, no matter how far away it is, how far it is, how difficult it is, how difficult it is, and how much pressure it is, I am very eager to be the stage that I used to be able to. One of the next fans, madly sing along with the dance and indulge the call, just be a true self with the music, what a fun and deeply satisfying moment;
I regret, I regret that I have never done it because of his power in my life. Become a truly self-satisfying and contributing thing, it can be earth-shattering, but I can also, learn from him as an example to learn to grow into an ordinary person who is introverted, humble and sympathetic to the world, or an ordinary person with a vast mind and a long-term effort. It is a proud and extremely proud moment for a strong person to change himself, help others, and change even a small world related to himself;
I regret, regret that I haven't had time to digest the infinite power behind the magical world of music that he brought to me and brought to us, the seriousness and detachment of those great sorrows without tears, laughter and silent laughter, the kind that can be applied to all of us roaming the world. The love and sincerity needed, from the complex to the simple, is actually the LOVE he always recites, returning to the most simple and boundless truth. If you can experience the awakening of the dream like everyone has been up to now, it will be so successful and very impressive. The moment of his relief...
I regret it, too much, maybe like many people, the longer the film is turned, the more we regret what kind of feast we missed; the better his voice and smile, the more we The more sad that such light is extinguished in the darkness not long ago; a person like him belongs to the whole world, but he is only one person, the more humble, the more hard work, the more serious, the more dazzling, the more It's amazing, the more unchasable perfection...
that's the moment we regret.
As a person, he endured too many people's desires, desires, scheming, and malicious slander before his death. At that moment, people seriously thought that he was just a person;
as a person, he carried this after death. After the people in the world have too much guilt, regret, admiration, worship, praise, and praise, at that moment, people seriously thought again, it turns out that he is also our god.
So the people of the world, according to their own emotional begging and the needs of the community, tore him from God to man, and then pushed him from man to God, the MJ who has always been everyone, regardless of this year, that year, how many years ago , After many years, it is actually just the MJ that will never change.
We apologize right now, and we reminisce right now. This is the largest mass regret in the world, the most regretful moment.
No matter how many exquisite documentaries there are, no matter how many records there are like the sound of nature, no matter how many endless praises there are, no matter how many deep and pious voices shouting, no matter how grand and solemn the tribute ceremony is, It doesn't matter how many people there are now, how many faces weeping and weeping for him, to start this immeasurable rendition of the most classic reminiscence moment on the earth...
All of this is just that one person can never be replaced. .
Our MJ, that's how we're holding on to the deepest wound in your heart, and we've lost him forever.
This is the moment we regret the most.
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