“Finding her among millions of people” is something Zhang Yimou would do only to make a movie, for a pair of clear eyes, he read countless people, and finally offered Jing Qiu, who fits his imagination. The company’s first-ever “The Best of the Best” is an example of how to make a movie about the world.
The other day at KFC, there was a girl sitting alone at the opposite table, when a boy, also student-like, came in, his face innocent and unmistakable. He went to sit down in front of the girl, probably in a quarrel, she bowed her head, slow-motion eating a strawberry milkshake, and he did not say anything, he watched her eat one bite at a time, his eyes very tenderly watching, waiting to be forgiven. The air seemed to freeze for a long time, and outside the bureau I unknowingly shed tears, like seeing a close-up of a pure love movie.
Maybe his pure eyes touched me, maybe he also had a line in his heart like “The Love of Hawthorn Tree”: “You may not have loved yet, so you don’t believe there is eternal love in this world. When you fall in love with someone, you will know that there is that one person in the world that you would rather die yourself than turn your back on her.”
When I spoke to the old man about the tearful scene, he was not impressed: “A man’s love can only be lived once.” Then I remembered another scene I saw on the road: the middle-aged woman in tears, often followed by an impatient middle-aged man, or the man walking ahead, sulking and turning back, the woman aggrieved and crying while still having to get herself together.
In love, women are more sluggish than men, men often in the beginning of the relationship, handed over the most innocent self, in the sex is not finished, just a gentle embrace, just kissing her forehead, will be immensely satisfied, after the completion of the metamorphosis; and hindsight of women, often just driven by men, until many years later lost traction, only as the messy Scarlett back to Tara Manor like The woman is often just driven by the man until she loses the traction many years later, like Gone with the Wind Scarlett returning to Tara Manor in search of pure love, even if the field is barren, even if she knows it is no longer fit for idle dreams.
My older girlfriend, who devised a romantic game: If someone wants to meet you and has some feelings, do I let him stand on the street, I don’t answer the phone, so he can come and find me among millions of people. She asked the older men in the audience: who will participate in this game? Immediately see a variety of look away from the expression, “educated women are terrible!” “It’s better to do something real, nothing more than change the pillowcase.” “Too two, wait until I am 60 years old to play such a game with you.” She lost her smile: “I played a similar game 10 years ago, only gave some hints, he looked for a hotel one hotel after another, and finally found me. If a man loves me, he can still do it, right?”
But hypnotized women, whether they’re 30 or 40, still have the heart of a teenager. The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the market. The woman who doesn’t want to grow up, and the man who has moved on, will only add to the awkwardness of the encounter.
For example, my boyfriend from 10 years ago, when I had the chance to meet him on MSN, he looked like he was watching you gloat about not being able to get married. Remember so clearly, is not older can only rely on memories. Men and women’s love, often not in a time and space. The woman’s pure love is not dead is about a lifetime, always to be treated as an 18-year-old girl; the man’s pure love is not dead is about 18-year-old girl, stubborn in the first acquaintance first encounter with the body of innocent imagery.
A married girlfriend complains that her husband treats her like air and no longer sits quietly in his chair, intently watching her eat ice cream. The movie was actually performed with a middle-aged, blossoming man looking at a cloaked housewife eating ice cream, and it would have been treated as a comedy and not fooled into tears, wouldn’t it? It’s not that they’re out of touch, they’re out of mind.