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After Xu Fangfei watched it once, she couldn't help but go to the cinema to watch two more screenings.

After returning home, I began to organize my thoughts and write a film review.

She really loves this movie. In this day and age, romance movies are no longer mainstream movies, but she always believes that romance movies will never go out of style.

It's just that some of today's romance films are mostly novelty, eccentric, money-worshiping, etc., and keep pace with the times, but she doesn't like it, she doesn't like this kind of love full of impetuous things, She has always felt that is not the real beauty of love.

""If Love Has God's Will", this movie, I admit, I have become a fan, even though some plots seem to be a little old-fashioned, but sometimes the older the thing, the more flavorful it is.

In this era when almost most people pursue individuality and dismiss warmth, I still admit with shame my persistence and love for pure love.It's a pity that, under the deliberate sowing of people's hearts, innocence and sensationalism are like the front and back of a coin, and it is difficult to distinguish male and female recently.

My love is always in vain. I don’t know when it started. The love on the big screen began to be filled with all kinds of incomprehensible things, cheating, money worship, sex, etc., etc., as if leaving these, just Not popular enough, not up to date with the times.

But as everyone knows, the truly beautiful love that exists in our longing is often the purest and most innocent.

"If Love Has God's Will" makes up for this regret to a certain extent. It is a love diary that is weathered as soon as it opens the book and exudes the fragrance of lilies. A distaste for suspicion.

In Director Mu Qing's narration, first love should be a paper airplane flying past the window at dusk, white, light blue and gray, clean and confused, and the notes of beating wings are balanced in the trajectory of youthful sentimentality and ecstasy.

I thought that the grasp of the artistic conception was just right, the past love appeared in Zhuxi's eyes, and the past and ongoing love appeared in our eyes. "You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery look at you upstairs." What does it matter?Anyway, we all love these beautiful and refreshing moments equally, anyway, we are all in the scene and equally gorgeous at the moment.It doesn't matter if you look at me or I look at you, whether you are watching or being appreciated, whether you are on the scene or feel the same, they are not important at all.You just need to know that you laughed, so I laughed, and our smile makes people remember the beauty and goodness.

Youth is the same color as the wet mountains and forests, as moving as the raindrops on the forehead, the years are delicate and easy to comb, everything is justified or without a trace of fireworks.The paper pages at the beginning of the title are flying all over the sky, like a spring of thousands of dendrobiums that has been accumulated in the chest for a long time, and it is like a flash of light in a fleeting year. Everything that has long been solidified and buried is stirred up by the wind again at that moment——and then a rainbow appears , just like the beauty of love, just like the unattainability of trying to get.

What I like is Junhe and Zhuxi's love at first sight when they first met, the youthful hormones burst out naturally, what I like is in the river, Junhe scratched his head in embarrassment, and the boat stayed where he was, and what he liked was when they were in the middle of the rainstorm. Eating melons under the melon shed, looking at the rainbow in the sky, what she likes is on the small wooden trestle bridge, she waits for him to catch fireflies for him, what she likes is the switch he presses at the door of her house.
Oh, there is also the person who rests his chin and stares, who is never out of date, looking forward to and fearing the thousands of rainbows in the blue sky, as if he is out of the game and still in it, the pigeon cooing under the vine leaves, maybe it is Will not understand the ultimate blind spot of human beings.To live for love, to die for love, to be crazy and insane for love, and to be indifferent and cold for love, one word, has been practiced for thousands of years, and it seems that it will continue to continue to dive.

Obviously just eating one raw material, but they have to resort to all kinds of methods, even if they only end up with the same ending in the end.

The pigeons driven away on the window sill will never understand that no matter how many times it rains, as long as the sky is still there, there will be rainbows, and there will always be people who are dazzled to watch the rainbows.

People don't care about the length of time, whether there are pious audiences, whether they are a passer-by or a hasty passerby, and they don't even care that what really hasn't changed is the huge stage of the sky and the earth.As long as we have hands and feet, and can laugh and cry, we are allowed to go to this dance quietly, even if it is simple, there is no music, it is anticlimactic, and even it stops abruptly.

Rather than saying "If Love Has God's Will" is a movie, it is better to say that it is a troubadour sung under the first moon.The surge of music is like the full and vivid colors in a paint box, the complementary green, red, yellow, blue, and white, which turn into waves of surging emotions, quietly pushing the story to a climax.

Zhuxi and Zixi, the mother and daughter, obviously have the same face, but they are absolutely unmistakable.

The pearls are elegant and poetic, paired with the fresh and bright Junhe, which has the beauty and wisdom of a valley oil painting.Their songs, smiles, frowns and sighs, charming and lingering, whether it is the first gaze in the water, the consonance of the haunted house adventure, the silence of the melon shed in the rain, or the first heartbeat under the lamp, everything about him and her is beautiful. Not like the world.

As long as ordinary people can appreciate any of these scenes, it may be enough to move their hearts, but every scene of them is too amazing.This kind of fate is accidental, but also doomed, lucky, and regretful.The flowers and branches are full of spring, and when they reach the end, they can only flow away, even if they can only part ways in the end, but they once laughed and cried, so it can be said that they have lived up to this life.

Compared with the elegant and picturesque mother, Zixi is straightforward and simple like a song, and she looks much more ordinary in the crowd.

She is the kind of girl next door who can be seen everywhere, but has her own small dreams and unique and smart thoughts.Naive but not very aware of pain, unrequited love is the ultimate worry.Silently paying attention to the handsome and tall prince in the drama club, expressing implicitly, concealing his panic, and finally Fulin understood from the bottom of his heart that it is not as touching and euphemistic as mother's love. .The most joyful tremor is the running all the way in the rain, and the most beautiful moment is the kiss on the bridge under the moon.No more, no more will be lost.

The love between the two generations of mother and daughter is bound by the rain. Junhe walks through the woods with Zhuxi on his back, Shangming happily holds up an umbrella for Zixi, and they all reach the tranquility and consummation by catching fireflies on the small bridge under the moon. orgasm.At the last moment, I really want to be grateful for the mercy of the years.Although fate separates people who should be together, genes are very tenacious, and they still have to remember the familiar trajectory of attraction and approach.

In fact, I know that such feelings are hard to exist in reality, but I can't stop my eyes from being attracted.This kind of complex seems familiar, like poisoning.Once it does happen, it is often too hesitant to grasp.Doubt it is but another fearless illusion.To live, one has to compete with all kinds of things.Love is the same, it also has its own life, but it often competes with miss, burnout, providence, and death.If you pass the fight, you can have a lifetime of consummation. If you can't fight, it's nothing more than seeing you next time.

Therefore, rather than saying that this story is a record, it is better to say that it is a dream.Whether it is true or not is not its theme, it only wants you to laugh and then cry clearly.

A good movie is like life, you don't expect everything, and not everything is a climax, but there will always be a second, at the end of the high-flying prologue, it will give you a big punch and make your The heart sheds a tear.For this tear, it can even be just a lucid dream. "