I must admit that I am a person who has a very weak resistance to beautiful women, especially the kind of elegant and decent beauties, who in my eyes are all angels with broken wings, beautiful, simple and fragile. In front of them, I tend to be overwhelmed and don't know how to express myself. So usually in the presence of a large number of beautiful women, I will be silent, and the result of this is that although I will not leave them with any bad impression, in the end I can only be ruthlessly ignored.
By chance, on the recommendation of a beautiful girlfriend, I watched "Angel Love", a film that was very popular a few years ago. First of all, I would like to state that I watched this movie for Sasaki, although I didn't know that there was such a person before, even if it was only a very vague concept in my mind now, but I have to admit that it is the existence of Sasaki that makes the very old-fashioned love story play such a different style.
Heroic beauty is a theme that has never been lacking in ancient China, from the overlord Bieji, to the Tang Ming Emperor's concubine Zhi Aya, from the sad wind of the phoenix blowing from Lu You Shen Garden, to the drums of Liang Hongyu floating from the bow of Han Jinzhong's ship, always giving me the deepest touch. "Angel Love" is a foreign film, which has nothing to do with ancient China and has nothing to do with the heroes of Twilight. In this era, the hero has disappeared, fortunately the beauty is still there, and the world is still so beautiful. This film presents us with a very cheesy story that has been told thousands of times throughout the ages. A sigh of relief for such a film shows that I am also an indispensable person, and I am not much smarter than the people I despise.
The sigh is as follows:
One: All saints have his past, and all the wicked have his future. Whether or not she instigated others to rob in the past, made a conspiracy behind her to play with other people's feelings, or did it for money to help women, and isolated people for personal interests, all this could not prevent her from pursuing the light in her mind, and could not prevent her from interpreting the eternal love in the world. We are the same, no matter what our past is, we all have our own future and a reason to pursue light. It is rare that we have to bravely take the first step in that pursuit.
Two: You can lose your memory, but you have to stay awake at critical moments. The clichéd side of the plot is that it does not get rid of the usual tricks of Japan and South Korea such as death and amnesia, especially in the crisis of death and amnesia, but there is such a perfect ending that makes me scoff. But the revelation is there. There are too many things we have to forget and want to forget, and there are very few things that can really be forgotten, and freedom is a dream, but worry is always there. We are all temperamental people, temporary amnesia is harmless, as long as you can stay awake at the critical moment, although not necessarily as shown in the plot can get a satisfactory ending, but improving local life is not a problem.
Third, when it rains, you must have an umbrella. This is not inspired by the plot, but in real life we really need an umbrella that can bring a cool when the sun is shining and can withstand the devastation when the storm is stormy. Of course, umbrellas may be our relationships, the weather may be our mood, and their similarities are in stability, in transience.
Fourth, there must be a mountain behind you, and this mountain may deceive you, oppress you, and may make you miserable and happy. You will not be inexplicably ostracized by others, nor will you naturally move forward, and there must be a hand behind all this. It's just that we see or can't see.