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In the trance, the story formed a circle, and the exact same scenes were copied and pasted at the beginning and end of the movie. The illusion of time and space shuttle made the audience into a stupor and sluggishness, just like in a maze. Wandering in the middle for a long time, finally returned to the original place. &1t;/
Emily couldn't help but remembered what Levine said to Jane: It felt like a long time, but it was only a few days. &1t;/
"You may have heard this before. If a song has never been new, but it has never been outdated, it is a folk song." After the performance, Levine jokingly said to himself, causing sparse laughter, "Okay." Now, before I leave, I will perform the last one."&1t;/
The melodious and long melody, like the breeze of late autumn, blowing through the wasteland and jungle, the green gradually transformed into yellow and red, and then all the colors slowly disappeared, turning into a barren, the depression after life slowly withered, making the world more and more The bigger, but the emptiness makes people panic, as if they can't find a place to stay, and can't see the direction of going forward. &1t;/
"If I can spread my wings like Noah's dove, I will cross the river and pursue my beloved. I wave goodbye, my love, may you cherish it. I live in my heart a giant in the sky, tall and majestic, with a vigorous posture, like Cannonball. Wave goodbye, my love, may you cherish it."&1t;/
Levine sang loudly, opened his heart cautiously, stood in place, bidding farewell to the person he loves most in the depths of his heart, a word of "valuable" but far from being able to carry the weight of his heart, he could only watch the departure reluctantly From the back, silently sent blessings; then turned around, alone, alone, and embarked on his own journey again. &1t;/
A sorrow and loss were revealed in the curled hoarse lingering sound, and the slight bitterness that was hidden in it slowly spread. &1t;/
"Dawn at dawn, drizzle, parting melancholy, entwining my heart. Wave goodbye, my beloved, wave goodbye."&1t;/
That unrestrained, unbridled, and unbridled singing, full of urgent desire and biting sincerity, Levine closed his eyes selflessly, completely immersed in the melody, between his slightly frowned brows, Both the sadness and the pain were displayed. At this moment, the emotional resonance between Levine and the audience was once again connected. &1t;/
"A certain morning in the future, it will not be too far away. You will call my name, and I will say goodbye to it."&1t;/
The melody that gradually went higher suddenly burst into the depths of the soul fiercely. After all, Emily did not hold it back. She covered her cheeks with her hands, but the hot tears still penetrated through the fingers and slid down wantonly. The lingering sadness and loss, the downfall and loneliness that have gone through the vicissitudes of life, make people breathless. &1t;/
He sang, "Waving goodbye, my beloved, waving goodbye."&1t;/
The story finally completes a circle. The melody at the beginning and the singing at the end complement each other, but they are completely different, showing the vicissitudes of the world, even after only a few days, but everything is different after all. They finally heard the live version of "Waving goodbye", and they finally heard Levine's solo version of "Waving goodbye", but...&1t;/
Emily knew that the former Levine was dead forever, his enthusiasm and dreams, his desire and struggle, all fell asleep with Mike's death; now Levine is trapped in place Looking around, looking left and right, unable to find the direction and see the future, lost in a daze, striding heavy steps, dragging his tired body, walking alone. &1t;/
He tried to find his beloved, but he was alone in the vicissitudes of life after all. &1t;/
"If I can spread my wings like Noah's dove, I will cross the river and pursue my love. Wave goodbye, my love, may you cherish it."&1t;/
The bruised soul, bathed in the creamy light, was at a loss, dispirited, and lost. &1t;/
"Have you and Mickey sang this song together?"&1t;/
"Yes." &1t;/
"Boy, you were a mess last night."&1t;/
"Yes... I'm sorry, Papi, I'm a bastard."&1t;/
"I don't care, it's just music. A friend of yours is in the back alley."&1t;/
It's the same dialogue again, and the same scene. Everything seems familiar. It seems that nothing has changed, but it seems that everything is different. &1t;/
Levine walked to the back alley, but saw Bob Dylan sitting on the stage, holding the guitar and singing in a low voice. The reporter from Time Magazine was sitting in the audience. &1t;/
The visitor is still a western cowboy. He still beat Levien fiercely. He still left a shadow behind and walked away. Levien leaned on the alley in the back alley and watched the back of the taxi leaving. It was a tired face with a shallow smile, and a trace of lethargy and a trace of relief flashed in those eyes. &1t;/
After walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, passing through the vicissitudes of life, and going round and round, he finally returned to the original place again, like a joke, nothing seemed to have changed; but he knew that things were different after all, now he is. , Truly alone, only oneself left, embarked on the journey again. &1t;/
No matter whether he is going forward or backward, whether he is spinning around or not, he is just a person after all. &1t;/
A trace of loneliness flashed through those light brown eyes, and a bitter smile gently rippling in the light and shadow. &1t;/
He said, goodbye. &1t;/
The movie is over. &1t;/
Emily Chen has completely collapsed, her hands firmly covering her cheeks, tears slid down wantonly in the vicissitudes of Bob Dylan’s vicissitudes of singing, and slowly seeped from her fingers. The sadness that could not be contained or expressed completely broke all the defense lines, just crying bitterly. &1t;/
People saw Levine's bastard, he was cynical, he was out of place, he was irresponsible, he was worthless, he pretended to be high; but people did not see the vicissitudes of Levine. &1t;/
The affection for his father, the friendship for Mike, the love for Jane, the shackles and fetters of life are too heavy, dragging him step by step into the abyss, his hard work and struggle, his persistence and resistance, but in the end Submerged by the torrent of the times, sitting inexplicably beside the garbage dump in the back alley of the bar, there is not even a winter coat in the ice and snow. &1t;/
He sang loudly, "Waving goodbye, my beloved."&1t;/
At the end of the story, he still has nothing, as if nothing has changed; it's just that he has lost his deep enthusiasm and pride. There is no family, no friendship, no love, no dream, no goal, no persistence, no soul. He said, goodbye. &1t;/
Emily cried so much that she couldn't help herself, and she was almost out of breath. It was the epitome of an era, it was the end of a life, it was the eulogy of life, it was the story of the loser, and it was also the real life. Everyone’s story, "Oh, God, oh, dear God."&1t;/
Steven Spielberg stood up, his eyes filled with crystal tears, but he didn't care at all. He just stirred his hands violently, madly, passionately, and persistently, in his chest. All the turbulent emotions were vented, and the enthusiasm in the depths of his soul bloomed unreservedly, and he just clapped intently. &1t;/
In that era of folk songs, everyone was rushing into the music industry with a single mind. Everyone tried to be one of them. One guitar and one voice could stand on the stage, bathe in the spotlight, and enjoy Applause, as the guests of the Grofiens couple said, "I really hope to be in your business, I mean, a big song can solve all problems."&1t;/
But few people know that behind the folk songs are the vicissitudes and bitterness of life. For some people, ballads are just a means to achieve success; for Levine, ballads are art and dreams that carry the weight of the soul, too heavy and too hot, with a moth to the fire. Way, burned all his enthusiasm and passion, until it turned to ashes. &1t;/
Folk songs are so, why not so in movies? &1t;/
This is a story of an era, but it is also a story of a loser. If Levine is a loser, then Steven considers himself a complete loser. &1t;/
Since the beginning of the Cannes Film Festival, everyone likes "The Life of Adele". Palme d’Or’s voices are endless, encircling the entire town in and out. Steven will not deny that it is a movie. Very, very good work; but personally, he prefers "Drunk Country Folk Songs", which hits the softest part of the heart so hard that even the soul is shocked. &1t;/
As the chairman of the jury, Steven clearly knows that he cannot discuss the views of the work in any public occasions, or even disclose the wind at will in private. This is his duty; but after the film is over ~www.novelhall.com~ However, he could applaud himself and express his inner admiration and joy in the simplest and purest way. &1t;/
God, how much he loves movies. &1t;/
"Drunk Country Folk Songs" is just that kind of work. The deep shock penetrates layers and the delicate resonance slowly reverberates, re-awakening the enthusiasm in the soul, making people unable to immerse themselves in it, intoxicated by it, and crazy about it. &1t;/
So Steven stood up like this, ignoring anyone else, and applauded for nothing. &1t;/
Emily noticed the movement coming from her side, and raised her head conditioned reflexively. Through her dim vision, she saw the pale but extremely excited face, like an old urchin, unabashedly showing her own face. Joy, anger, sorrow and joy, with the simplest and most practical actions, to send lofty respect. &1t;/
Subconsciously, Emily also stood up, agitated her hands vigorously, and then realized her embarrassment, her face was full of tears, and she burst into laughter, but then she remembered the last thing in the movie In one scene, those lonely and lonely eyes showed a tired and relieved smile after the vicissitudes of life, hit the softness of the heart hard, and then couldn't help crying again. &1t;/
She was like a madman, crying and laughing, laughing and crying. Movies have such a magical power, telling the story of life, but also telling everyone's own story. &1t;/
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In the trance, the story formed a circle, and the exact same scenes were copied and pasted at the beginning and end of the movie. The illusion of time and space shuttle made the audience into a stupor and sluggishness, just like in a maze. Wandering in the middle for a long time, finally returned to the original place. &1t;/
Emily couldn't help but remembered what Levine said to Jane: It felt like a long time, but it was only a few days. &1t;/
"You may have heard this before. If a song has never been new, but it has never been outdated, it is a folk song." After the performance, Levine jokingly said to himself, causing sparse laughter, "Okay." Now, before I leave, I will perform the last one."&1t;/
The melodious and long melody, like the breeze of late autumn, blowing through the wasteland and jungle, the green gradually transformed into yellow and red, and then all the colors slowly disappeared, turning into a barren, the depression after life slowly withered, making the world more and more The bigger, but the emptiness makes people panic, as if they can't find a place to stay, and can't see the direction of going forward. &1t;/
"If I can spread my wings like Noah's dove, I will cross the river and pursue my beloved. I wave goodbye, my love, may you cherish it. I live in my heart a giant in the sky, tall and majestic, with a vigorous posture, like Cannonball. Wave goodbye, my love, may you cherish it."&1t;/
Levine sang loudly, opened his heart cautiously, stood in place, bidding farewell to the person he loves most in the depths of his heart, a word of "valuable" but far from being able to carry the weight of his heart, he could only watch the departure reluctantly From the back, silently sent blessings; then turned around, alone, alone, and embarked on his own journey again. &1t;/
A sorrow and loss were revealed in the curled hoarse lingering sound, and the slight bitterness that was hidden in it slowly spread. &1t;/
"Dawn at dawn, drizzle, parting melancholy, entwining my heart. Wave goodbye, my beloved, wave goodbye."&1t;/
That unrestrained, unbridled, and unbridled singing, full of urgent desire and biting sincerity, Levine closed his eyes selflessly, completely immersed in the melody, between his slightly frowned brows, Both the sadness and the pain were displayed. At this moment, the emotional resonance between Levine and the audience was once again connected. &1t;/
"A certain morning in the future, it will not be too far away. You will call my name, and I will say goodbye to it."&1t;/
The melody that gradually went higher suddenly burst into the depths of the soul fiercely. After all, Emily did not hold it back. She covered her cheeks with her hands, but the hot tears still penetrated through the fingers and slid down wantonly. The lingering sadness and loss, the downfall and loneliness that have gone through the vicissitudes of life, make people breathless. &1t;/
He sang, "Waving goodbye, my beloved, waving goodbye."&1t;/
The story finally completes a circle. The melody at the beginning and the singing at the end complement each other, but they are completely different, showing the vicissitudes of the world, even after only a few days, but everything is different after all. They finally heard the live version of "Waving goodbye", and they finally heard Levine's solo version of "Waving goodbye", but...&1t;/
Emily knew that the former Levine was dead forever, his enthusiasm and dreams, his desire and struggle, all fell asleep with Mike's death; now Levine is trapped in place Looking around, looking left and right, unable to find the direction and see the future, lost in a daze, striding heavy steps, dragging his tired body, walking alone. &1t;/
He tried to find his beloved, but he was alone in the vicissitudes of life after all. &1t;/
"If I can spread my wings like Noah's dove, I will cross the river and pursue my love. Wave goodbye, my love, may you cherish it."&1t;/
The bruised soul, bathed in the creamy light, was at a loss, dispirited, and lost. &1t;/
"Have you and Mickey sang this song together?"&1t;/
"Yes." &1t;/
"Boy, you were a mess last night."&1t;/
"Yes... I'm sorry, Papi, I'm a bastard."&1t;/
"I don't care, it's just music. A friend of yours is in the back alley."&1t;/
It's the same dialogue again, and the same scene. Everything seems familiar. It seems that nothing has changed, but it seems that everything is different. &1t;/
Levine walked to the back alley, but saw Bob Dylan sitting on the stage, holding the guitar and singing in a low voice. The reporter from Time Magazine was sitting in the audience. &1t;/
The visitor is still a western cowboy. He still beat Levien fiercely. He still left a shadow behind and walked away. Levien leaned on the alley in the back alley and watched the back of the taxi leaving. It was a tired face with a shallow smile, and a trace of lethargy and a trace of relief flashed in those eyes. &1t;/
After walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, passing through the vicissitudes of life, and going round and round, he finally returned to the original place again, like a joke, nothing seemed to have changed; but he knew that things were different after all, now he is. , Truly alone, only oneself left, embarked on the journey again. &1t;/
No matter whether he is going forward or backward, whether he is spinning around or not, he is just a person after all. &1t;/
A trace of loneliness flashed through those light brown eyes, and a bitter smile gently rippling in the light and shadow. &1t;/
He said, goodbye. &1t;/
The movie is over. &1t;/
Emily Chen has completely collapsed, her hands firmly covering her cheeks, tears slid down wantonly in the vicissitudes of Bob Dylan’s vicissitudes of singing, and slowly seeped from her fingers. The sadness that could not be contained or expressed completely broke all the defense lines, just crying bitterly. &1t;/
People saw Levine's bastard, he was cynical, he was out of place, he was irresponsible, he was worthless, he pretended to be high; but people did not see the vicissitudes of Levine. &1t;/
The affection for his father, the friendship for Mike, the love for Jane, the shackles and fetters of life are too heavy, dragging him step by step into the abyss, his hard work and struggle, his persistence and resistance, but in the end Submerged by the torrent of the times, sitting inexplicably beside the garbage dump in the back alley of the bar, there is not even a winter coat in the ice and snow. &1t;/
He sang loudly, "Waving goodbye, my beloved."&1t;/
At the end of the story, he still has nothing, as if nothing has changed; it's just that he has lost his deep enthusiasm and pride. There is no family, no friendship, no love, no dream, no goal, no persistence, no soul. He said, goodbye. &1t;/
Emily cried so much that she couldn't help herself, and she was almost out of breath. It was the epitome of an era, it was the end of a life, it was the eulogy of life, it was the story of the loser, and it was also the real life. Everyone’s story, "Oh, God, oh, dear God."&1t;/
Steven Spielberg stood up, his eyes filled with crystal tears, but he didn't care at all. He just stirred his hands violently, madly, passionately, and persistently, in his chest. All the turbulent emotions were vented, and the enthusiasm in the depths of his soul bloomed unreservedly, and he just clapped intently. &1t;/
In that era of folk songs, everyone was rushing into the music industry with a single mind. Everyone tried to be one of them. One guitar and one voice could stand on the stage, bathe in the spotlight, and enjoy Applause, as the guests of the Grofiens couple said, "I really hope to be in your business, I mean, a big song can solve all problems."&1t;/
But few people know that behind the folk songs are the vicissitudes and bitterness of life. For some people, ballads are just a means to achieve success; for Levine, ballads are art and dreams that carry the weight of the soul, too heavy and too hot, with a moth to the fire. Way, burned all his enthusiasm and passion, until it turned to ashes. &1t;/
Folk songs are so, why not so in movies? &1t;/
This is a story of an era, but it is also a story of a loser. If Levine is a loser, then Steven considers himself a complete loser. &1t;/
Since the beginning of the Cannes Film Festival, everyone likes "The Life of Adele". Palme d’Or’s voices are endless, encircling the entire town in and out. Steven will not deny that it is a movie. Very, very good work; but personally, he prefers "Drunk Country Folk Songs", which hits the softest part of the heart so hard that even the soul is shocked. &1t;/
As the chairman of the jury, Steven clearly knows that he cannot discuss the views of the work in any public occasions, or even disclose the wind at will in private. This is his duty; but after the film is over ~www.novelhall.com~ However, he could applaud himself and express his inner admiration and joy in the simplest and purest way. &1t;/
God, how much he loves movies. &1t;/
"Drunk Country Folk Songs" is just that kind of work. The deep shock penetrates layers and the delicate resonance slowly reverberates, re-awakening the enthusiasm in the soul, making people unable to immerse themselves in it, intoxicated by it, and crazy about it. &1t;/
So Steven stood up like this, ignoring anyone else, and applauded for nothing. &1t;/
Emily noticed the movement coming from her side, and raised her head conditioned reflexively. Through her dim vision, she saw the pale but extremely excited face, like an old urchin, unabashedly showing her own face. Joy, anger, sorrow and joy, with the simplest and most practical actions, to send lofty respect. &1t;/
Subconsciously, Emily also stood up, agitated her hands vigorously, and then realized her embarrassment, her face was full of tears, and she burst into laughter, but then she remembered the last thing in the movie In one scene, those lonely and lonely eyes showed a tired and relieved smile after the vicissitudes of life, hit the softness of the heart hard, and then couldn't help crying again. &1t;/
She was like a madman, crying and laughing, laughing and crying. Movies have such a magical power, telling the story of life, but also telling everyone's own story. &1t;/
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In the trance, the story formed a circle, and the exact same scenes were copied and pasted at the beginning and end of the movie. The illusion of time and space shuttle made the audience into a stupor and sluggishness, just like in a maze. Wandering in the middle for a long time, finally returned to the original place. &1t;/Emily couldn't help but remembered what Levine said to Jane: It felt like a long time, but it was only a few days. &1t;/"You may have heard this before. If a song has never been new, but it has never been outdated, it is a folk song." After the performance, Levine jokingly said to himself, causing sparse laughter, "Okay." Now, before I leave, I will perform the last one."&1t;/The melodious and long melody, like the breeze of late autumn, blowing through the wasteland and jungle, the green gradually transformed into yellow and red, and then all the colors slowly disappeared, turning into a barren, the depression after life slowly withered, making the world more and more The bigger, but the emptiness makes people panic, as if they can't find a place to stay, and can't see the direction of going forward. &1t;/"If I can spread my wings like Noah's dove, I will cross the river and pursue my beloved. I wave goodbye, my love, may you cherish it. I live in my heart a giant in the sky, tall and majestic, with a vigorous posture, like Cannonball. Wave goodbye, my love, may you cherish it."&1t;/Levine sang loudly, opened his heart cautiously, stood in place, bidding farewell to the person he loves most in the depths of his heart, a word of "valuable" but far from being able to carry the weight of his heart, he could only watch the departure reluctantly From the back, silently sent blessings; then turned around, alone, alone, and embarked on his own journey again. &1t;/A sorrow and loss were revealed in the curled hoarse lingering sound, and the slight bitterness that was hidden in it slowly spread. &1t;/"Dawn at dawn, drizzle, parting melancholy, entwining my heart. Wave goodbye, my beloved, wave goodbye."&1t;/That unrestrained, unbridled, and unbridled singing, full of urgent desire and biting sincerity, Levine closed his eyes selflessly, completely immersed in the melody, between his slightly frowned brows, Both the sadness and the pain were displayed. At this moment, the emotional resonance between Levine and the audience was once again connected. &1t;/"A certain morning in the future, it will not be too far away. You will call my name, and I will say goodbye to it."&1t;/The melody that gradually went higher suddenly burst into the depths of the soul fiercely. After all, Emily did not hold it back. She covered her cheeks with her hands, but the hot tears still penetrated through the fingers and slid down wantonly. The lingering sadness and loss, the downfall and loneliness that have gone through the vicissitudes of life, make people breathless. &1t;/He sang, "Waving goodbye, my beloved, waving goodbye."&1t;/The story finally completes a circle. The melody at the beginning and the singing at the end complement each other, but they are completely different, showing the vicissitudes of the world, even after only a few days, but everything is different after all. They finally heard the live version of "Waving goodbye", and they finally heard Levine's solo version of "Waving goodbye", but...&1t;/Emily knew that the former Levine was dead forever, his enthusiasm and dreams, his desire and struggle, all fell asleep with Mike's death; now Levine is trapped in place Looking around, looking left and right, unable to find the direction and see the future, lost in a daze, striding heavy steps, dragging his tired body, walking alone. &1t;/He tried to find his beloved, but he was alone in the vicissitudes of life after all. &1t;/"If I can spread my wings like Noah's dove, I will cross the river and pursue my love. Wave goodbye, my love, may you cherish it."&1t;/The bruised soul, bathed in the creamy light, was at a loss, dispirited, and lost. &1t;/"Have you and Mickey sang this song together?"&1t;/"Yes." &1t;/"Boy, you were a mess last night."&1t;/"Yes... I'm sorry, Papi, I'm a bastard."&1t;/"I don't care, it's just music. A friend of yours is in the back alley."&1t;/It's the same dialogue again, and the same scene. Everything seems familiar. It seems that nothing has changed, but it seems that everything is different. &1t;/Levine walked to the back alley, but saw Bob Dylan sitting on the stage, holding the guitar and singing in a low voice. The reporter from Time Magazine was sitting in the audience. &1t;/The visitor is still a western cowboy. He still beat Levien fiercely. He still left a shadow behind and walked away. Levien leaned on the alley in the back alley and watched the back of the taxi leaving. It was a tired face with a shallow smile, and a trace of lethargy and a trace of relief flashed in those eyes. &1t;/After walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, passing through the vicissitudes of life, and going round and round, he finally returned to the original place again, like a joke, nothing seemed to have changed; but he knew that things were different after all, now he is. , Truly alone, only oneself left, embarked on the journey again. &1t;/No matter whether he is going forward or backward, whether he is spinning around or not, he is just a person after all. &1t;/A trace of loneliness flashed through those light brown eyes, and a bitter smile gently rippling in the light and shadow. &1t;/He said, goodbye. &1t;/The movie is over. &1t;/Emily Chen has completely collapsed, her hands firmly covering her cheeks, tears slid down wantonly in the vicissitudes of Bob Dylan's vicissitudes of singing, and slowly seeped from her fingers. The sadness that could not be contained or expressed completely broke all the defense lines, just crying bitterly. &1t;/People saw Levine's bastard, he was cynical, he was out of place, he was irresponsible, he was worthless, he pretended to be high; but people did not see the vicissitudes of Levine. &1t;/The affection for his father, the friendship for Mike, the love for Jane, the shackles and fetters of life are too heavy, dragging him step by step into the abyss, his hard work and struggle, his persistence and resistance, but in the end Submerged by the torrent of the times, sitting inexplicably beside the garbage dump in the back alley of the bar, there is not even a winter coat in the ice and snow. &1t;/He sang loudly, "Waving goodbye, my beloved."&1t;/At the end of the story, he still has nothing, as if nothing has changed; it's just that he has lost his deep enthusiasm and pride. There is no family, no friendship, no love, no dream, no goal, no persistence, no soul. He said, goodbye. &1t;/Emily cried so much that she couldn't help herself, and she was almost out of breath. It was the epitome of an era, it was the end of a life, it was the eulogy of life, it was the story of the loser, and it was also the real life. Everyone's story, "Oh, God, oh, dear God."&1t;/Steven Spielberg stood up, his eyes filled with crystal tears, but he didn't care at all. He just stirred his hands violently, madly, passionately, and persistently, in his chest. All the turbulent emotions were vented, and the enthusiasm in the depths of his soul bloomed unreservedly, and he just clapped intently. &1t;/In that era of folk songs, everyone was rushing into the music industry with a single mind. Everyone tried to be one of them. One guitar and one voice could stand on the stage, bathe in the spotlight, and enjoy Applause, as the guests of the Grofiens couple said, "I really hope to be in your business, I mean, a big song can solve all problems."&1t;/But few people know that behind the folk songs are the vicissitudes and bitterness of life. For some people, ballads are just a means to achieve success; for Levine, ballads are art and dreams that carry the weight of the soul, too heavy and too hot, with a moth to the fire. Way, burned all his enthusiasm and passion, until it turned to ashes. &1t;/Folk songs are so, why not so in movies? &1t;/This is a story of an era, but it is also a story of a loser. If Levine is a loser, then Steven considers himself a complete loser. &1t;/Since the beginning of the Cannes Film Festival, everyone likes "The Life of Adele". Palme d'Or's voices are endless, encircling the entire town in and out. Steven will not deny that it is a movie. Very, very good work; but personally, he prefers "Drunk Country Folk Songs", which hits the softest part of the heart so hard that even the soul is shocked. &1t;/As the chairman of the jury, Steven clearly knows that he cannot discuss the views of the work in any public occasions, or even disclose the wind at will in private. This is his duty; but after the film is over ~www.novelhall.com~ However, he could applaud himself and express his inner admiration and joy in the simplest and purest way. &1t;/God, how much he loves movies. &1t;/"Drunk Country Folk Songs" is just that kind of work. The deep shock penetrates layers and the delicate resonance slowly reverberates, re-awakening the enthusiasm in the soul, making people unable to immerse themselves in it, intoxicated by it, and crazy about it. &1t;/So Steven stood up like this, ignoring anyone else, and applauded for nothing. &1t;/Emily noticed the movement coming from her side, and raised her head conditioned reflexively. Through her dim vision, she saw the pale but extremely excited face, like an old urchin, unabashedly showing her own face. Joy, anger, sorrow and joy, with the simplest and most practical actions, to send lofty respect. &1t;/Subconsciously, Emily also stood up, agitated her hands vigorously, and then realized her embarrassment, her face was full of tears, and she burst into laughter, but then she remembered the last thing in the movie In one scene, those lonely and lonely eyes showed a tired and relieved smile after the vicissitudes of life, hit the softness of the heart hard, and then couldn't help crying again. &1t;/She was like a madman, crying and laughing, laughing and crying. Movies have such a magical power, telling the story of life, but also telling everyone's own story. &1t;/Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. Three heads mobile version read the URL:
