Chapter 12 "Afterwards" and "Spring in a Small Town"

Yoshimitsu Morita’s films were rediscovered after 20 years, thanks to many literati. Chen Guo, Zhang Manjuan, Huang Biyun, Jonathan, their praise is almost exaggerated. Listen", Huang Biyun wrote a novel of the same name, and Jonathan read it "at a loss, full of grievances". Especially Mike, he did not shy away from his love. In "The Passing Fragrance", he said: "At first glance, I was already fascinated, such delicate emotions, such beautiful shots, carved without losing charm, clear and bright, like a crystal clear The black stone pebbles under the water are heavy, but they are smooth and exquisite by the water, and they don’t feel sad when they look at them, but they feel peaceful." In "This Feeling Can Be Waited", he said: "To position in history, It may be possible to find a suitable space next to Fei Mu's and Trufo's "Zu and Zhan", and no one praises the other."

I haven't seen the original novel of Natsume Soseki, but if the movie is to be put together, it is still a bit powerless. It and it are the difference between Xiahua and Qiuye, although they also use the "sister-in-law's complex" to lay out the story, and they are equally slow. , every move seems to carry weight, in the middle of words and words, something in the air is vibrating wings, buzzing, but it is still too full, sorrow, struggle, the camera deliberately explains the details that have been put into the heart, and watching The implication of being able to see is that there is nothing lacking, everything is too full, and it ends here. Even the crow of the dragon whose head and tail are invisible in the yard is not sparse enough to make it meaningless.Its temperament is soft, plump, and faintly joyful, rather like the white lily that the two people took out again and again in the play (to illustrate that their restraint and connection are equally strong), although it is opened with its head down, But know everything.

Fei Mu's is frugal to the point of bleakness, which gives me the feeling that one night a long time ago, when he went to a friend's house, he called two other friends who lived nearby, and the four of them sat at the table by the window say.There is an apricot tree in the yard of his house, the scarlet buds have just burst out, dotted on the dark trunk, reflected on the window, the four of them are talking, but they feel uneasy, if one goes away, one will be missing, As time passed, we got closer to saying goodbye.There is such a gripping force, a broken garden, a sick husband, an old servant, a lonely woman, a slightly lively sister, a little medicine that you can drink or not, a few handfuls of vegetables that you can choose or not, everything is frugal, The relationship between people, people and things, and the relationship between pictures and pictures are all frugal to the point of jeopardy, and the world will not be established if the frugality is too frugal, just like the ancient Chinese meticulous painting of flowers and birds, the branches of autumn, There are two leaves hanging in the air, which makes people feel worried, for fear that if one falls, one will be missing.It is the so-called "one leaf knows autumn", people have to mobilize all the experience about autumn, and wait on the side at any time, ready to make up for it.

I gave too much, and I was so skimpy that the audience would post it backwards, but it often reminded me of Li He's poem for no reason: "The ancient temple is near the moon, toads and osmanthus are cold, and the pepper flowers fall into the red and wet clouds." It is cold and bitter, but the pattern It's as big as the world.