On Saturday, I watched a Korean movie called I Love You. It's not bad to see the film reviews: I'm so touched; Wife, I will definitely love you; It's really good; Wait a minute. So I ordered it ~ ~
The main characters of the film are four old people, telling the story of their love in their twilight years. The movements, expressions, moods and behaviors of the main characters are very similar to those of people in their prime. It's that ignorance, that purity ~ ~
The only difference is that once in love, young people still have time to experience it if they are not as happy as they thought. But as a person in his twilight years, when he meets someone who can help each other, can he put it down?
What if I can't sleep one day? What kind of heartache will it be to watch your lover leave before you one day?
When there is still the ability to love; When love still has time; When someone loves; When there is still a heart that believes in love ~ ~
Love hard, love hard, love persistent ~ ~
May all those who love have the happiness brought by love ~ ~
I haven't seen such a slow story for a long time. Many times we think that love is the patent of young people, and it will fade away with the years. As we all know, old people's love is equally beautiful, and love makes people young. Everyday ordinary life and habitual care are the continuation of love, and passion fades. Love is still there, and loving you has become a habit, which can't be changed in my life. The most beautiful love is to grow old with you. In the necessities of life, in quarrels and troubles, in all the good times together, we walked hand in hand and always held your hand. Because I am timid and afraid of losing you, you must hold my hand. It is crazy to love someone. If I don't go to see you, I will regret it all my life. So, in my lifetime, I will bravely visit you. It is not terrible to die with you in the end. I love to accompany me into heaven. I know love is always there!
Tired of watching the love stories of young people with excessive hormones, it is rare to have such films depicting the emotional life of the elderly.
Although in life, the uncle who delivers milk is always bored, the old lady who collects waste is always in rags. But this does not affect our desire for a better life.
Compared with the romantic love story of the milkman and the abandoned girl, the love of the parking lot manager is more real. The manager and the demented wife live together. In fact, they have many children, but they are not filial and only come back when they need money. When the old father died, he secretly stuffed all his savings to his daughter. This is the real life and destiny.
At the end of the film, the milk man and the garbage woman ride motorcycles, which makes people feel that this is a children's film, an old story of the prince and Cinderella.
But in any case, when the administrator died with his demented wife, people couldn't help crying.
The film teaches people that a loving father is a rebellious son and a strict father is a filial son. Grandpa nai can do so many tricks with grandma, which is inseparable from his filial children and grandchildren.
One day a few years ago, I called my grandmother who had just quarreled with her grandfather. Grandma accused grandpa of his crimes and said very grievance: In our life, there is no love.
At that time, I was twenty years old, talking about first love, believing in love and looking forward to marriage; But even so, I still think anyone in this world can live without it.
I don't know what my grandmother thought of love when she was twenty years old. I only know that she wore two chest-high braids and looked like Shu Qi from a certain angle. She came to Beijing from the countryside and married her grandfather.
Grandpa's eyebrows are very similar to those when he was young in ancient times, and his temper is exactly the same as that of the milkman in "Late Flowers": a lifetime of fire, even gentleness is that kind of unreasonable appearance.
It is not difficult to coax grandma-after all, there are similar quarrels between them almost continuously-and so are countless families:
I don't like each other, this is too wordy and that is too narrow-minded-nothing is a big deal, but every time I can talk about each other, I am anxious.
One day a few months ago, I called to comfort my grandmother who came back from visiting her grandfather in the hospital. At that time, grandma knew that grandpa was running out of time. She said in an aggrieved tone that I had made an appointment with him, so I would walk in front of him, so I would be relieved.
At this time, I am twenty-six, extremely afraid of marriage; Yu Shuli no longer believes in love, but in the bone marrow, the word love has been mythologized to a level comparable to faith; But even so, I still think anyone in this world can live without it.
On the morning of seeing grandpa off, the sky in Beijing was surprisingly simple and clean, and the background color was blue, like the veins under a baby's skin color.
Clouds are intertwined, extending from the Third Ring Road to the Fourth Ring Road. A ball of thread is like the braided hair that grandma combed on her chest when she got married at the age of twenty.
Grandma is much stronger than I thought. She began to force herself to sleep, eat and exercise as before.
Habits will no longer be forced to watch military programs and news channels; Know where to pay utilities and buy new bulbs and batteries.
All her compulsions, habits and new studies are aimed at adapting to independence and living alone-only herself.
I watched "Late Blooming" the other day. My eyes hurt and my heart was filled with tears. I suddenly realized that I have been comforting my grandmother with the argument that "anyone in this world can live without it", which is so pale, ridiculous and naive.
All her compulsions, habits, and new studies are for the sake of wanting her to live, but she has left her wife, for the sake of her children and grandchildren, and for one more day to see an unknown world-the only thing she doesn't want to do is herself.
Until now, grandma should still insist that there is "no love" between her and grandpa; In this regard, I cannot restore the complete and reliable arguments of both sides.
What we know is that they are far from the tolerance, true love and mutual care in Late Blooming, and they are replaced by more common quarrels and trivial matters.
However, however, in any case-will anyone really care if what they have is love?
Young people can't understand the love of the older generation, even if they are old;
The older generation can't understand the world of the next generation, even if they live here.
Maybe you can avoid such movies: you can not watch, listen or even believe; But I can't help thinking, expecting, dreaming-
Like, you can't avoid your parents and grandparents; Like, you can never avoid life that movies can never touch.
How far is forever? This question seems difficult to answer. After all, many things are short-lived and cannot be left behind, even if life is in a hurry. This kind of thinking about life will eventually make people fall into sadness. But you and I have never stopped looking, and we will gradually find that what we need to look for is no longer the time limit of an entity, but how to give it eternity in our spiritual and emotional world. Even with this eternal belief, we can cross the black hole of life full of fear. Maybe on the other side, there will be an exciting moment when we meet.
What can be found in the world is always the emotion of inner love. Whether it's a little hazy at first or a clearer view, it's rooted in the truth of life. Even if time comes to the end of withering, love will lie quietly in the arms of the heart and fall asleep together. In addition to the real feelings of everyone in reality, there are not a few movies that show this theme. The value of its integration into reality endows it with the moving charm of reflecting life, and also brings the audience lifelong nostalgia. For example, the Korean movie I Love You.
At first glance, you will think of the vigorous love that belongs to the lush years. After all, the love of youth in this era is not an individual's life capital, but the commercial capital of the film market. That gorgeous beauty is always refreshing, but it will be forgotten after the movie, just like a group of naive children who have finished watching fireworks, they have no expectation at the beginning and dispersed separately. It is also because there are too many similar stories, which can't replace the unforgettable feelings and can't be put in the bottom of my heart. It's just that this movie got rid of many people's aesthetic fatigue and even a little disgust, and started a story around the love of two old people. Walking in the dusk of life, love is love.
A clue of the story revolves around the encounter between grandpa Man Hay Kam, who delivers milk, and grandma Yi-fen Song, who collects secondhand goods, and the love of harvest. Behind their meeting, they all have their own abyss. Wan lives with her children and granddaughter, and her lover has passed away. He didn't treat his lover well until she was near the end of her life because of illness. It turns out that he has always been a poor mouth and a soft heart. When Yi Fen was young, she secretly followed her beloved man from the countryside to the city to work behind her parents' backs. Unexpectedly, she gave birth to a child, so he abandoned her mother and son on the grounds of going out to earn money. Later, she had no money to treat the child, so she watched the little life die. This heartache kept her from getting married again until her later years. These two unfortunate people meet every morning. In many small details, they gradually let go of their sufferings, became attached to each other, and finally came together. Another pair of heroes, Zhang Junfeng and his wife, are sticking to their love. Junfeng is the manager of the parking lot. Although he and his wife have two sons and a daughter with Alzheimer's disease, they are both married and not around. Even looking forward to the children coming home became the extravagant hope of the two old people, but he took good care of her like a child without complaining. It was not until later that he realized that she was terminally ill, and the pain of her illness broke his heart. Junfeng made the final decision, accompanied his wife to take medicine and slept, and never woke up.
The two love stories in this movie, one happy and the other sad, actually explain different aspects of love, but both happiness and sadness are so warm and moving. The love between Wan He and Yi Fen is just like the first love as a teenager. His appearance made her have many firsts, all of which were the commemoration of her life. Yi Fen, for example, only knows that her surname is Song, and no one has named her. She doesn't even have an ID card. The name "one point" was blurted out when Wan applied for a subsidy for the widowed elderly for her. In Korean, one point is the same as a beautiful pronunciation. This pun really touched Yi Fen's heart. Another example is Yi Fen, who can't read. Faced with thousands of love letters, she was at a loss and didn't know what to say. Later, she seriously began to learn to read and write, and turned her deep feelings into her first sentence-"Thank you very much, Mr. Man Hay Kam, Yi-fen Song". Most importantly, Yifen got true love for the first time. On her birthday, Wan gave her an emerald hairpin. Although it is not as expensive as a ring and full of special significance, Yifen was moved to tears, perhaps because of love, perhaps because no one has ever been so kind to her, and perhaps there is something else. She always takes it with her when she is awake or asleep, and cherishes her lover's mind like a girl.
Junfeng's love with his wife is a kind of hand-in-hand, which is unforgettable with his son. Under the urging of time, this kind of dedication, which consumes body and mind and makes the love tower of two people never tilt, is a sacrifice in the eyes of ordinary people, but for Junfeng, this is the essence of love, which is accompanied by dependence and never gives up. Their love is not the romantic lover taste of Wan He and Yi Fen, but the simple and simple love that has experienced ups and downs. There are not many romantic details. Facing the wife who has completely forgotten the past, but still knows and affectionately calls her husband, Junfeng patiently communicates with her, feeds her a bite of rice, and helps her to tuck in the quilt. These ordinary lives without your love body are the love core worthy of our lifelong pursuit, which is quiet and affectionate. This kind of love will make the viewer understand Jun Feng's decision to take medicine with his wife and the profound meaning of his last words to his wife. "Have a good sleep, I'm a coward, I'm afraid I can't live without you. So, hold my hand, okay? We will meet again in the next life. " The text is full of a person's desolation and loneliness, but these will not erase the love that two people will always guard.
Later, Wan also died with a smile. These two love stories also end here. After all, we will all grow old, and we will grow old one day. It is impossible to go beyond samsara to seek formal immortality. At the end of the film, Wan rides a motorcycle with a point on his back. After many beautiful scenery, the silhouette of two people finally fixed on the full moon. Isn't that the figure of Junfeng and his wife? Will it be like you and me? I think it can be any two people who love each other. They have the same name, love.
It is the touch of the corner of my eye, the sweetness of my heart, the beauty of being calm and indifferent, the happiness of holding your hand and growing old with your son.
It is also a poem of love, "The water is coming/I am waiting for you in the water/the fire is coming/I am waiting for you in the ashes".
A part of my heart was slowly opened again, gentle and light.
Numerous times, in the middle of the night, alone. After watching the movie, I was in tears. I wiped off a roll of paper towels.
I love you > This should be the best Korean movie I have seen this year. Just like Harmony I watched last year, there are no handsome guys and beautiful women in ordinary Korean movies, but only tender feelings and turbulent and quiet feelings.
The film focuses on four old people, mixed with all kinds of affection and love. My tears are not low, but I really have no resistance to this kind of family movie. Many details remind me of my parents and us.
Last week, I went home to spend Father's Day with my father. When I first came in, my father fell to the ground excitedly because of the sequelae of cerebral hemorrhage. After I fell ill at the end of last year, my father was silent. My mother said that when I was away, he hardly communicated with outsiders.
Because he has not fully recovered and his hands and feet are inconvenient, his mother must help his father bathe every day, help him carry the urinal at night and accompany him to the hospital for rehabilitation training during the day.
Before, I always doubted whether the marriage of my parents' generation was more just a responsibility, but when I saw what my mother had done for my father, I was sure that the meticulous care could only be explained in the name of love.
When I watched If You Are the One 2 last year, I found Roi's performance as a disabled person sitting in a wheelchair to test his smile very melodramatic and boring. But it was not until my father had a stroke due to cerebral hemorrhage that he needed someone to take care of everything, and I suddenly understood that the so-called mutual care and never giving up was probably the case.
Similarly, when we saw the demented old woman say "Don't be old, husband, don't be old …" in "I Love You", we felt a sharp spasm for the old man with gray temples.
Once, did we want to grow old like that? Hold hands with your lover, hold hands with your son, and grow old with your son.
However, time is always joking with you. Some roads are destined for us to walk alone.
Thinking of my father's several nights in ICU, the doctor said to keep the phone open at any time and be mentally prepared.
I have never been so afraid of the phone ringing that I dare not fall asleep at night. Looking at myself in the mirror with tearful eyes, I am very helpless, very helpless. I can only ask the doctor to tell him every day that if I want a blood transfusion, I can do anything as long as I can save my father.
I used to think that anything could be grasped and done well as long as I persisted hard enough. Now I finally understand that many destinies are fleeting.
Life is a long and passionate exile. Surging is the biggest and last problem. The rest are all pale and speechless.
Although my father's body is recovering slowly now, the external wounds can be recovered by drugs, but what about the internal ones?
I want to tell him that he is very lucky, at least he has his mother and me, guarding him when life is most fragile and never giving up.
When I was tidying up my wardrobe at home, I accidentally turned to an old black and white photo album, which was full of faces of my parents when they were young. Turn to the middle and close it quickly, and suddenly feel afraid. The indescribable sadness in my life suddenly collapsed and drowned me.
Everyone has a story about time, and we grow up instantly in that torrent.
I remember riding my father's worn-out bike to kindergarten every day when I was a child. At that time, my father's back was very high, sitting on his broad shoulders, blocking all the wind and rain.
I remember my mother waiting for me in the alley in front of the door every night after graduating from high school. Even if it is a temporary rainstorm, I won't worry about not having an umbrella. At that time, I thought that all the mothers in the world were superhuman and would always appear when you were most hungry and cold.
I remember every time I came back from Xi 'an in college, my father would cancel all the work meetings that day and cook a table for me.
I remember last summer, I told my father that this would be my last summer at home. I will go to Tibet next year, and I will realize my dream in the future.
Now, just one year later, my dream has become fragile in the face of reality. If I can, I would like to exchange all my dreams for my father's health.
There are always some insurmountable defects in life, such as meeting, parting, mutual warmth and mutual burning.
The so-called fate is just that you and he have been watching each other's backs drift away all their lives. Sometimes you want to be closer to him, but he takes the time to tell you: it's been a few years, there's no need to chase.
Although the surface is calm, you know that your life has completely changed. You know, living is a kind of practice.
No longer deny your deep affection, always remind yourself to treat things around you gently, and then gently.
Some songs are for forgetting, and some are sad, which have been sealed in the bottom of my heart. Some stories are told to myself over and over again, as if some future is blooming with unknown light.
Some years can't be caught up.
I love you. So this movie has become the best Korean movie that makes people cry in my heart. And in the middle of the night, my eyes are swollen like peaches. There are no handsome guys and beautiful women, no terminal illness, no fancy romance, only four old people and their love stories.
An old man delivering milk and an old woman collecting waste. An old man guarding the parking lot and a crazy old woman.
Old love is like the next spring. The old milkman fell in love with the old woman who collected waste. He is like an eccentric teenager who has just fallen in love. He was secretly nice to her, jealous, and wrote love letters. Knowing that the first word grandma learned was his own name, he turned and snickered quietly.
Hey, I love you. What does it have to do with age?
We dated like young people and celebrated our birthdays. I bought a birthday cake, sang a birthday song, lit candles and bought presents. I confess to you like a shy teenager.
Then we realized how old the threshold was, until crazy grandma got sick. Can't get through.
Gross. Gross. We are close to the last three.
Why do you have to die? We are enjoying life and love like young people, aren't we? The old man in the parking lot gently took the seriously ill crazy grandmother's hand and said, do you know that the older people are, the more beautiful they are? The old woman gave a snow-covered smile. Don't look away and smile shyly at a brilliant flower. How can I bear to watch such a brilliant flower wither?
What should I do if you suddenly leave me after all these years together?
"I am a coward. I'm afraid I can't live without you. "
From here on, I almost cried, because my sleeping roommate pressed my voice and opened his mouth and cried dumb.
From now on, I will be alone. Such a huge, lonely feeling. So grandpa couldn't bear it alone and chose to go with grandma.
Next life, next life together.
Then one day in this life, we are all old. I can't climb the hill. If I walk faster, I will flash to my waist. I can't hear clearly, and speak loudly without hearing aid. Our children left home one by one, leaving only the two of us, eating the same meal and saying the same things every day.
When our world is so old. At that time, will you still be with me?
Dim street lamps, long alleys, in the early morning of winter, Grandpa Jin Manshuo riding a motorcycle to deliver milk and Grandma Song collecting waste met because of the stones jumping out of the motorcycle wheels, and they both had a good impression on each other.
This is the beginning of the Korean film I Love You. Obviously, this is a movie about love. There are many tears in the film, so I won't say much when I see it. What moved me most was the end of the movie.
The old man's wife, Zhang Junfeng, the manager of the parking lot, is terminally ill. This kind of pain is unbearable for her. Zhang Junfeng loves his wife deeply, and he wants to help her relieve her pain. At the same time, he couldn't accept the life without his wife, and finally decided to leave this world with his wife. He carefully sealed the doors and windows, sat next to his wife and told her with a smile that after living together for so long, he must marry her in his next life. His wife shook her head and said, you are always paying for me, but I can't do anything for you. I can't hold you off any longer. The old man crushed sleeping pills with tears in his eyes, fed them to his wife, then lay down beside her, held her hand and waited calmly for the last moment. People can't choose when to come into this world, but they can choose when and how to leave this world. Holding hands with the person I love, I feel that death is no longer terrible.
The death of an old friend and his wife touched Grandma Song very much. She loved old Jin Man Manshuo deeply and didn't want to lose him, but he was nearing the end of his life. She couldn't bear death to separate them. After careful consideration, she decided to return to her hometown alone with the best memories and grow old slowly. Old Jin Man couldn't accept it at first, but later he understood her choice and decided to send her home. In front of her old house, they looked at each other, and a thousand words were contained in the last stare. I'm leaving, so let's give one last hug. The only hug between them, a deep hug, could not help crying. As the holding hands gradually separated, a love affair slowly drifted away, gathered in the hearts of two people, dusty in memory.
On his deathbed, old Manshuo seemed to see himself riding a motorcycle to Grandma Song's old house, carrying her across fields, valleys and the sky to their paradise. The old man left with a satisfied face and a smile.
People will grow old eventually, will love grow old?
Recently, my mood is a little tangled, so I did some homework before watching this movie, and I didn't dare to let myself start crying when I watched the last quarter of Happy Man's Upper Body for the last time. I still didn't expect the mood of the movie to be so ups and downs. From the moment Man Hay Kam and Zhang Junfeng's wife rode a motorcycle together, he had already burst into tears and never did it again.
I always want to write something after watching this kind of movies recently, because I have a bad memory. Movies that make people happy occasionally shed a tear, mostly laughing. But these movies that keep you thinking about the past, the present and the future are the most deadly when you watch them alone.
I am very happy today. I found a new house to change, and the logistics of the tea set I bought in Zibo last week also arrived. Although I made enough psychological preparation before going to the movies, I didn't expect to give myself such a heavy blow.
Because that's the future I've always understood and avoided. I thought too much but didn't think much.
Hey, seriously.
Some colleagues praised me for being young and knowing how to plan the future. I bought a house in Shanghai not too early or too late, bought various insurances for myself, occasionally looked at stocks, and even bought gifts for my mother as gold ornaments to preserve the value.
Some friends think I will live. Every time I work overtime on a business trip, I will definitely watch the latest blockbuster. Occasionally, I will sing or find a place to drink a few nights. Occasionally literary, but not cynical. I will bring some special products to treat myself when I am on a business trip.
Most of the time I have to be busy with my little life; Because I really dare not let myself be idle, because I am really afraid that one day I will be in No Country for Old Men.
At the beginning, I stubbornly refused the arrangement at home, just for the girl I like to go to Fudan, so I tried to come to Tongji, just hoping to be closer to her; When I graduated from college, I kept it from my family. I didn't take the postgraduate entrance examination and found a job. My first year's salary was so low that my mother almost collapsed. Over the years, I have also resisted the request to go home to take the civil service exam.
I may have been really trying to pursue that kind of illusory freedom, and I have probably got used to it over the years.
A person with a bad memory can't remember the relatives who walked together in life without blood relationship. Every time I hold the idea of being loyal to life, I always lose to reality. I want to learn from every relationship so as to better grasp the future. Finally, I found that I just fell below my bottom line again and again. I was lucky enough to provoke those who told me instantly that I would never be polluted.
I think, as long as I work hard, I can hold up a sky that will never be wronged for each other. Maybe the more greedy you are, the harder you work, the more tired you get. I woke up when I was tired. When you wake up, you know that you have spent your life well. You can't live a modern fairy tale like "I want to be strong and wait for you". The more you fill yourself up, the harder it is for others to get close to you.
How simple do you have to be to trust the people around you? The responsibility of life is a journey for two people. Only when we meet the future together can we be the purpose of coming to this world.
Song Meili said, "I wanted to be old like that", which pierced the body like a needle, and then became a thorn that could not be pulled out.
In fact, as long as someone is around to live together, what a wonderful life it is.
I have always felt that the most beautiful words are not the I do at the wedding, but "Would you like this woman to be your wife and enter into an engagement with her?" Love her, take care of her, respect her, accept her, and be loyal to her forever until the end of your life, whether in sickness or health, or for other reasons? "It doesn't matter whether this is a question, confirmation or encouragement. The key point is that it contains the life course we will walk together next.
Now I don't trust others more and more, and I can't trust myself in the future slowly. Busy with the present, avoiding the future. Think of your past as someone else's story, and others' story as a play on the stage. I have loved, hated, cried and been tired. When the play is over, throw away the remaining popcorn. If there are still tears, dry them and go home.
Smart people think that this is the true meaning of life, and look at the performance of love and hate outside in an understatement. If it's your turn, just say, "Actually, I'm just enjoying the process, and maybe I'll get bored when I get there." Be wary of a strong heart, all roads lead to retreat.
Or in fact, happiness is also very simple.
When we are old, maybe I will become Kim Wan-hee. I met a woman named Song I didn't know, but I still sat in the back seat of my motorcycle and put my head on my back. I only remembered my "husband" but I didn't remember who her husband was. But it doesn't matter.
As long as you appear, you are my peach princess, and I will defend our future like the tomato boy in the fruit and vegetable village.