[Movie Mood and Character Leslie Cheung] The World: The world is no longer perfect

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is pressed by the sudden pain to the point of suffocation, he will subconsciously pick up a device at hand and start to play the song list that has already been backtracked, and can remind himself with another more painful voice, there is nothing at all , Actually nothing, but daily life, but alive, but no longer a perfect world like Leslie Cheung.

There is still 14 degrees Celsius on the back of the neck. The remaining temperature of your breathing in the empty wine cellar, I think that my hands are embracing my unwarned shoulders from behind, and when I turn my head, I want to speak, I have been mixed up. Familiar breath covering lips. It’s just a few gazes to say that I’m familiar. It’s just three years and five years after the age of twenty. The surroundings are cold and cold, but standing on the cloud like a dream, shaking, faintly painful, as if anytime. All have the possibility of falling from a height, to pieces.

"It's worth walking here. Come and play with me when you have time." The words are still in your ears. Maybe you won't believe it. I have been around for a long time and wandered for a long time, just to get a step closer to you. I met at the far end. , Thought that any distance seemed insignificant, but didn't realize that the real horizon and the front of the eyes belonged to the world, and they all came from man-made. Wishful thinking guards the countless days and months of gatherings and scattered Yiyi, the happiness that is only remembered occasionally in the distant heaven, only exists in the memory of half self-deception, listening to him sing, before and after, have it overnight, Life is made up of long nights.

began to regret coming here alone in the winter night. It is different from the biting cold wind in Europe. The gray sky is mixed with dust. As far as you can see, you can’t see the green shade, you can’t find the blue sky, and you will freeze without wearing gloves. The two stiff hands clasped each other tightly, the breath that I exhaled turned into white smoke, and the gloomy color and temperature surrounded me all the time; it was just as cold, as lonely, and as difficult as acquaintance, tens of millions of kilometers away, and at this moment I was finally in On the same piece of land, it's hard to hide the farther distance. You did your best as a landlord and taught me to use an unfamiliar mobile phone payment method, to greet all the details of food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and even transferred a small amount of money enough for a few days without saying a word. However, I still have to wait for the appointment. When the day came, I was willing to allow me to take a closer look at the familiar face in my memory and deepen a few wrinkles and add some wind and frost.

I didn’t expect this love even in my dreams. I lost the unknown and reserved when I first met when we talked and laughed, and there was more simplicity and comfort in daily life. Looking at you, I can easily talk about work, family and ideals one by one. The warm color gleamed on the smiling face, and suddenly I felt a gloomy loneliness. It turns out that in your hazy blueprint for the future, I can’t find myself everywhere, and when I return to the crossing, I will gradually narrow. Finally turned to the lonely scenery outside the window. I still like the scent around you, not your own scent, mixed with nostalgia and dependence, and holding hands in a trance is always more reassuring, one step and one step up high, pressing the shutter one by one, as if to retain the moment of the future You can get rid of the erratic feeling, can't help but sketch some happy pictures in your mind, and ignore the vicissitudes of the world.

"People say that when you pack your bags, you are passing by. Putting down the burden, you will find your hometown. In fact, everyone understands that there is no absolute stability in life. Since we are all passers-by, we should walk through with a calm and indifferent heart. The passing years of mountains and rivers, smiling at the world where the wind and dust are rising and falling."

may like to be immersed in Leslie Cheung’s singing and intoxicated by the figure of Leslie Cheung. The reason is that he does exist, but no longer exists, but there is another close to perfection. When the person can fall in love, he no longer has to bear the disappointment that the world is bound to face. You should be like this too? It’s just that no one can be crystal clear and flawless, like Bai Luomei’s gentle brushstrokes, shrugging off his own powerless or unwilling choice to control, seemingly free and easy is incomprehensible, moving forward is no choice, I sighed in my heart, even hands I didn't intend to spread it out, otherwise what else could I do.

always regretted not taking a group photo together before, but after saving the mobile phone, it seems that the respective worlds are still running on their own, and each other has grown into a silent shape, with a silent mouth, looking at you sincerely Sight, is that sincere? Lower your head and sink into contemplation. After responding to your words, there is a future, right? Loosen your grip in the bitter cold wind, you can’t hide your joy when you see a gift that your sister will definitely like in the randomly swayed window, and finally decided to wrap up all those decorations, love or not. Perhaps it was in these inadvertently, that the pupils fluttered out suddenly and suddenly.

New Year's DayA beautiful movie with black and white light and shadow. There is a scene reunited and stared blankly. The lens gradually loses focus. An grief and grief rushes into the throat. Tears fall down. The difference between self-deception and self-talk is gradually distinguished. , Projected on Su Lizhen’s back who does not know where to go, we will always remember someone for the minute before 3 pm on April 16th, but we are not willing to take the initiative to move towards the moment when the inevitable dream is broken, that moment is to understand The fact that Leslie Cheung was no longer in the world, at that moment also recognized the fact that this minute had already passed.

Andy Lau staring at Maggie Cheung's back is very beautiful, beautiful to the standard collection is designed as a cover, when you know that sadness may be silently stared at, it seems that you can feel a little calm. So I turned around and stared at myself, who is so self-pitying, but life is not as dramatic as a movie, there is no other pair of distressed eyes behind me, and there will be no pouring rain. On such a night, who can face wet and wet tears? ? I can only hide myself in the narrow space without the sky, numb life day after day, and open my eyes busy for survival. It is only when I grow up that I know that even if I do my part, my life will not follow the path I imagined.

Living and dreaming are as lonely, maybe every road ends up alone, just watching the meteor appear, cross the sky, disappear without a trace, once put your coat on your shoulders, handing you a bright red The dripping rose, the twinkling of stars and lights that night seemed to look down from heaven through the clouds and mist, but I looked away sadly. It was not that I had never thought of grasping the moment of wishing, but everything I wanted and greedy desire. It can’t be realized because of this second, and it will not be painful because of the inevitable disappointment. Just like the photos that I finally have the opportunity to store after a few years, I can’t make up for the shortcomings of the world. I have not learned to calm down and watch the ups and downs with a smile. The footless bird was dead from the beginning, and such a line of lyrics jumped to Leslie Cheung's back: "The world is no longer perfect, but the years are like a song to find you."