One Thousand Three Hundred and Six Alone

In a trance, the story forms a circle, and the exact same scene is copied and pasted at the beginning and end of the movie. The illusion of time and space travel makes the audience fall into confusion and sluggishness, as if in a labyrinth. After wandering around for a long time, he finally returned to the place. &1t;/p>

Emily couldn't help thinking of what Levine said to Jane: it felt like a long time, but it was only a few days. &1t;/p>

"You've probably heard this before. If there's a song that's never been new, but it's never been outdated, it's a ballad." After the performance, Le Verne quipped to himself, causing sparse laughter, "Okay. Now, before I leave, one last performance."&1t;/p>

The melodious and long melody is like the breeze in the late autumn, blowing through the wilderness and jungle, the green gradually transforms into yellow and red, and then slowly disappears all colors, becoming a barren, desolation after life slowly withers, making the world more and more The bigger it is, it is so empty that it makes people feel flustered. &1t;/p>

"If I can spread my wings like Noah's dove, I will cross the rivers and pursue my true love. Waving goodbye, my love, may you cherish. There is a giant in the sky in my heart, tall and majestic. Cannonball. Wave goodbye, my love, may you cherish."&1t;/p>

Le Vern sang loudly, opened her heart carefully, stood where she was, and said goodbye to the person she loved the most in her heart. A word of "cherish" was far from carrying the weight of her heart, so she could only reluctantly watch the person who left. The back, silently sent blessings; then turned around, alone, alone, and embarked on his own journey again. &1t;/p>

The curling hoarse reverberation revealed a sadness and loss, and the slight bitterness hidden in it slowly shrouded. &1t;/p>

"Dawn at dawn, the drizzle drifts away, the sadness of parting is entangled in my heart. Waving goodbye, my beloved, waving goodbye."&1t;/p>

The unrestrained, unrestrained and unrestrained singing is full of urgent desire and biting sincerity. Le Verne closed his eyes selflessly, completely immersed in the melody, between the slightly frowning eyebrows, Bringing both grief and pain on display, in this moment, the emotional resonance between Le Verne and the audience is reconnected. &1t;/p>

"One morning in the future, not too far away, you will call my name, and I will say goodbye and go away."&1t;/p>

The gradually rising melody burst out in an instant, hitting the depths of her soul fiercely, Emily couldn't hold back after all, and covered her cheeks with her hands, but the hot tears still penetrated between her fingers and fell wantonly, The lingering sadness and dazedness, the despair and loneliness that have gone through the vicissitudes of life, are heavy and breathless. &1t;/p>

He sang, "Wave goodbye, my love, wave goodbye."&1t;/p>

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 if only a few days have passed, everything is still different after all. They finally heard the live version of "Wave Goodbye" and they finally heard the solo version of "Wave Goodbye" by Le Verne, but...&1t;/p>

Emily knew that the former Levine was dead forever, his passions and dreams, his longings and struggles, all fell asleep with Mike's death; now Levine is stuck in place , looking left and right, can't find the direction, and can't see the future, in a daze, taking heavy steps and dragging a tired body,

Walk alone. &1t;/p>

He tried to find his beloved, but in the end he was alone in the vicissitudes of life. &1t;/p>

"If I can spread my wings like Noah's dove, I will cross the river in pursuit of my true love. Wave goodbye, my love, may you cherish it."&1t;/p>

The bruised and bruised soul, bathed in the cream-yellow light, was overwhelmed, dazed and at a loss. &1t;/p>

"You and Mickey used to sing this song together?"&1t;/p>

"Yes."&1t;/p>

"Boy, what a mess you were last night."&1t;/p>

"Yes...sorry, Papi, I'm an asshole."&1t;/p>

"I don't care, it's just music. A friend of yours is in the back alley."&1t;/p>

It's the same dialogue, the same scene, everything seems familiar, it seems that nothing has changed, but it seems that everything has changed. &1t;/p>

LeVine walked to the back alley, but saw Bob Dylan sitting on the stage, holding a guitar and singing in a low voice. A reporter from Time Magazine sat in the audience. &1t;/p>

The person who came was still a western cowboy, still beating Levine severely, and still leaving a back figure to walk away, LeVine leaning on the back alley, watching the back of the taxi leaving, full of people. It was a tired face, sketching a shallow smile, and a trace of fatigue and relief flashed in those eyes. &1t;/p>

After walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, through vicissitudes and vicissitudes, he finally returned to the same place again, like a joke, as if nothing had changed; but he knew that things were different after all, and now he , truly alone, with only himself left, and embarked on the journey again. &1t;/p>

No matter whether he is going forward or backward, whether he is spinning in place or not, he is only one person after all. &1t;/p>

There was a hint of loneliness in those light brown eyes, and a bitter smile gently rippled in the light and shadow. &1t;/p>

He said goodbye. &1t;/p>

The movie is over. &1t;/p>

Emily Chen had completely collapsed, her hands firmly covered her cheeks, and in Bob Dylan's vicissitudes of life and mournful singing, tears slid down wanton and slowly seeped out from between her fingers. The uncontrollable and inexpressible grief completely overwhelmed all defenses, and was just crying. &1t;/p>

People saw Le Verne's asshole, he was cynical, he was out of place, he was irresponsible, he was useless, he was arrogant; but people didn't see Le Verne's vicissitudes. &1t;/p>

For his father's affection, for Mike's friendship, for Jane's love, the shackles and fetters of life are really too heavy, dragging him step by step to the abyss, his hard work and struggle, his persistence and resistance, but in the end Overwhelmed by the torrent of the times, sitting penniless beside the garbage dump in the back alley of the bar, in the icy world without even a winter coat. &1t;/p>

He sang loudly, "Wave goodbye, my love."&1t;/p>

At the end of the story, he still had nothing, as if nothing had changed; it was just that he lost the passion and pride in his bones. No family, no friendship, no love, no dreams, no goals, no persistence, and no soul. He said goodbye. &1t;/p>

Emily cried so hard that she couldn't help herself, she was almost out of breath, it was a microcosm of an era, it was the end of a life, it was the eulogy of a lifetime, it was a story of a loser, and it was also a part of real life Everyone's story, "Oh god, oh dear god."&1t;/p>

Steven Spielberg stood up, his eyes filled with crystal tears, but he didn't care at all, just vigorously stirred his hands, frantically, passionately, persistently, in his chest All the turbulent emotions were vented, and the enthusiasm in his soul blossomed without reservation. He just applauded intently. &1t;/p>

In the era of folk songs, everyone rushed into the music industry, everyone tried to be a part of it, a guitar and a voice could stand on the stage, bathed in the spotlight, enjoying Applause, as the guests of the Grofiens said, "I wish I was in your business too, I mean, one hit will fix everything."&1t;/p>

But only a 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 Le Verne, ballads are art and dreams that carry the weight of the soul, too heavy and too hot, with a moth to a flame. way, burning all his enthusiasm and passion until it was reduced to ashes. &1t;/p>

Folk songs are like this, so why not movies? &1t;/p>

This is a story of an era, but also a story of a loser. If LeVine is a loser, Steven considers himself a total loser too. &1t;/p>

Since the beginning of the Cannes Film Festival, everyone likes "Adele's Life", and the voice of the Palme d'Or is always heard, and the whole small city is surrounded in a mighty manner. Steven will not deny that it is a film. Very, very excellent work; but personally, he prefers "Drunken Country Ballads", which hits the softest part of the heart so hard that even the soul is shocked. &1t;/p>

As the chairman of the jury, Steven clearly knows that he can't discuss his views on the work in any public place, and he can't even reveal the wind in private. This is his responsibility; but after the film is over, he can send himself The applause, in the simplest and purest way to express inner admiration and joy. &1t;/p>

God, how much he loves movies. &1t;/p>

"Drunk Town Folk Ballad" is such a work. The deep shock penetrates layer by layer, and the delicate resonance slowly reverberates, reawakening the passion in the soul, making people unable to extricate themselves into it, intoxicated and crazy. &1t;/p>

So, Steven just stood up like this, ignoring anyone else, and sent applause unintentionally. &1t;/p>

Emily sensed the movement around her, raised her head reflexively, and through her hazy vision, she saw the pale face that was so excited that she couldn't help herself. Joys, sorrows and sorrows, with the simplest and most practical actions, to send lofty respect. &1t;/p>

Subconsciously, Emily also stood up, vigorously stirring her hands, and immediately realized her embarrassment, her face was covered with tears, so she burst into laughter, but then she recalled the last scene in the movie again. In one scene, after the vicissitudes of life, those lonely and lonely eyes showed a tired and relieved smile, hitting the soft part of the heart hard, and then couldn't help crying again. &1t;/p>

She was like a madman, crying and laughing and laughing and crying. Movies have such a magical power, telling the story of life and telling everyone's own story. &1t;/p>

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