I made an appointment with my parents to watch the morning show. I thought that there were not many people in the early stage, so it was enough to buy tickets at the ticket office more than ten minutes before the opening. Who knew that the mother who arrived early would call her son who was habitually late, "Wow! There are so many people lining up! Have you bought Zuo Fei yet?" I can't figure out why there are so many people in the morning show, and I suddenly realized when I arrived at the scene.
A large number of parents-in-law are queuing up to buy the long-running $10 discounted movie tickets, and the situation is more lively than the golden ticketing hours at six or seven o'clock. Twenty minutes left to start the show. Seeing the long queue of elders, as a young man, I could only "make Yokote" and purchase tickets online immediately. After I got the movie tickets at the ticket office, I couldn't help but glance at the elders and dragons. I saw that they had a look of envy but not much desire. When I took out three movie tickets from the machine, I knew that this time Movies are not just movies themselves.
It may be the relationship between the morning show, except for the ticket checker, there is no other escort. I saw the old man in the dim movie theater, and I couldn't find a place for me. After that, there was a lot of discussion and confusion for a while. Finally sat down. No one ate popcorn in the movie theater, but some ate apples, and the atmosphere was like a nursing home activity. They are just like Sister Tao, they always like to talk over and over again. When they see a cat on the screen, they will say cat, and the person next to them will say that the cat is fat, and the person on the other side will say, "Wow! It's really a cat. So fat!". In this case, the rising and falling voices have always accompanied "Sister Peach", but I am not upset by the market-like environment. The reason is simple, but it is difficult to explain. Until a younger voice called them to stop, but after a little silence, the market-like sound rose again. I'm still not impatient, but more of a sound that sounds comfortable.
I think among the elderly people present, there should be no one living in a nursing home. What is the difference between the nursing home in their eyes and the nursing home in my eyes? What is the difference between their death and the death I imagined? The atmosphere in the theater became serious with the development of the plot, and I heard the old man beside him gradually become quiet.
I asked my mother, "The Thief of the Years" is good, or "Sister Peach" is good. She said, "The Thief of the Years". I thought, she must have adapted to the TV model, and then I thought, maybe Mom is not old enough, or I have grown up fast.
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