The garden trees flew flowers, and the fragrance quietly fluttered in the face, but the spring was over, and a wave of fanghua was stained with rouge. All kinds of thoughts, whispered, lingering bypassed. At both ends of time, only the silence is tightly wrapped, and both are destined for three lives; that is nothing more than turning affection into an old dream, and replacing retention with strings. How many helpless people are there in this world, and how many hurtful things there are. The long song is sung thoroughly, and it is not as good as a string of returning foot sounds.
This erhu version of "Rouge Buckle" is selected from Huang Jiangqin's album "Golden Strings". Like a cry, he tapped his heart and composed an elegy of love that was lingering in grief. Fireworks are easy to cold, a finger is prosperous without a trace, that gorgeous scene, little by little flowing in the heart, dripping in the dream, quietly turned into tears in the corners of the eyes.
The sound of the piano reveals the delicacy and emotion unique to the southern woman, she combines romance and sorrow, longing and wandering, shyness and entanglement seamlessly, so that erhu becomes your heart, to tell all the sorrows and joys in this world, love and sorrow.
If life is only like the first sight, what autumn wind and sorrow paint fan. Never afraid to wait, afraid only to wait for a phantom space. Fate is determined to be three lives, after all, it can not withstand ordinary fireworks, once unforgettable, it will eventually return to nothingness. A hundred years of life, in the blink of an eye, all sorrows and joys are determined by the heart. Letting go is a kind of rebirth, and it is also the best fulfillment for oneself...
"Rouge Buckle" is one of director Kwan Kam Peng's most successful films. Although this film also takes the love that travels through time and space as a clue, it mainly shows the weak side of human beings in the face of love.
The first time they met, she wore a man's dress, whispered and sang a song "Ketu Autumn Hate", the cool breeze had a letter, and the autumn moon was boundless. Si Jiao's emotions are like living like a year... Today, it is difficult to meet on the other side of the day, and it is a cool day in the evening when the lonely boat is silent.
After watching "Rouge Buckle", I was very emotional: "People now can't make movies like that anymore." ”
Waiting is a beautiful and cruel word. It is said to be beautiful because waiting is hope and can give life a fulcrum; it is cruel because not all waiting can reap happiness. Some of the waiting is destined to be a mirror flower, a dream bubble, leaving people with only sadness and desolation.
--Zhang Guorong Mei Yanfang, "Rouge Buckle"