At the age of 65, she is still charming, with loose skin but still charming face. She dresses fashionably and walks leisurely. After listening to the doctor's words, in order to prevent Alzheimer's Harmo's disease, I signed up for a poetry class to learn to write poetry, and also to fulfill my wish when I was young. Grandson and five other boys invaded a girl and caused her to drown herself. In order to calm down the situation, the parents of the children appease the parents of the girls in the form of compensation to avoid legal sanctions. This is a huge sum of money. The 65-year-old heroine still has to do odd jobs to make ends meet. She often bathes a paralyzed old man who once offered to have sex with her. She quit her job in a fit of pique. However, the compensation of $5 million weighed heavily on her mind. For her only grandson, she chose to bear the burden of humiliation. However, the money thus obtained did not save the grandson. When a soul is on the way to that mysterious and distant death, I believe that this soul is the most helpless soul in the world.
The film "Poetry" uses poetic language and sincere narration to find another perspective of beauty for the audience. In reality, the beauty we feel is intuitive, such as a flower, a river and a sky. . . The beauty pursued by the film has completely surpassed this form.
Through the suffering and pain that Yang Mei-zi experienced in the movie "Poetry", it shows that when people are desperate, they will also find a reason for the beauty of death. The audience felt a sincere beauty in the heaviness of her death. Nietzsche, a western philosopher, said:' Poets write poems like hens lay eggs, which are all caused by pain.' The world in Yang Meizi's heart is like a colorful garden, full of romantic colors. Learning poetry fascinates her, and she keeps looking for inspiration in her life. The parents of five students entrusted her to the mother of the victimized female student and advised her to withdraw the lawsuit. Passing by the apricot garden, she saw the ripe apricots fall on the ground. She was very emotional:' Apricots, let themselves fall on the ground, sacrifice their bodies, be destroyed and trampled. They look sincere. Are they preparing for the next life?' Indeed, it is easy to write poetry, but difficult to write poetry with your heart.
People are looking for beauty everywhere, but we will think about what beauty is. The story in this film makes people think deeply about this problem. At the end of the film, the only poem left by Yang Meizi that she completed with her life is The Man in Myth. What's that place like? Lonely, it's still sunset at night. Can you hear the bird singing in the trees? Can you get a letter that can't be stamped? Can you convey what you can't express? Has time passed? Is it time to say goodbye? Like a still wind, like a painter, a date that can't be kept has always been a secret love. My poor ankle has been floating in my mouth. It's time to leave. Now when darkness comes, can I get light again? I will pray that no one will. I fell in love with tears so sincerely again. I hope you can know that in a summer day, in an ancient alley, I waited endlessly like my father's face. I love the lonely wild chrysanthemum so much that I sit shyly in your weak voice. My heart is beating very hard. May my soul be breathing hard before you see the other side of DJI. I started dreaming. On a sunny morning, I opened my swollen eyes and saw you by my side. The whole play is over, but my heart keeps sinking. I was shocked by the beauty of human nature in the film, and what Yang Meizi did was not necessarily right.
But for her grandson, who lived alone with her, she followed her humanity and unconsciously did what she was willing or unwilling to do until she paid her life in good faith. She went to the place where the girl dived into the water and slipped into the water like a leaf to accompany her. This jump jumped out of the romance of women; This jump jumped out of the goodness of human nature. I am afraid of loneliness. I use words to dispel my inner loneliness. This is my opening remarks in a journal. A friend told me that after reading these two sentences, I began to fantasize about the beauty of this woman's loneliness over the years. When my soul wandered aimlessly around, I spent a time that had lost its value. That time was boring and meaningless. But that was the best age of my life. When I come to space, I am still lonely and bored, and sometimes I feel sick, but I can still find many foreign trifles to stimulate or fill my empty soul. And the more I lose my feelings, the more I feel that there is a force that pushes me to the fastest place in my life.
Thanks for books, music and movies, which bring me thinking and happiness in my boring life!