Chapter 1445 Where is your heart
Do Ansen believe in unicorns?
No, he doesn't believe it.
After experiencing the ups and downs of his previous life, he had long since disbeliefed in fairy tales. If he continued to believe in fairy tales, he would be a complete fool.
Maybe, a unicorn exists; maybe it doesn't exist. What really matters is that the unicorn will not appear in front of him, and it has nothing to do with him.
love?
That is a luxury.
In real life, this is a "luxury" that everyone can enjoy, regardless of wealth, no matter how rich and low aged people are, but the cruelest and ridiculous thing about reality is that a small number of people will never be able to touch this luxury, and they can only appreciate that luxury through the glass box -
This small number of people are either extremely rich or extremely poor.
Who could have thought that Anson, who fell to the bottom, would share the same troubles with billionaires?
So, to some extent, Anson understands Anne.
Not only understand, but also completely empathize with it. Beautiful, happy, and happy. Those things seem to be out of reach. Occasionally happening in his own life, he will not wait to treasure them well, and then withdraw and eliminate all expectations and greed, and avoid destroying that beauty by himself.
But the difference is that this is Anson's second life. Regardless of whether he believes in the existence of a unicorn or not, he has made up his mind to give himself a chance:
Go adventure, experience, and explore. Don’t be afraid of being hurt or being disappointed. After all, this period of life is an extra reward.
Who knows, maybe at the end of time and at the edge of the universe, he can see a whole new world?
"We are coming to this burning world, and we are destined to meet."
"Whenever the world is filled with fire, you are always with you, and the air is fresh because of you."
"You make me feel the warmth of home (At-Home), you are my safe haven, wherever you go, love grows, and you are where my heart wants." (Note 1)
Easy, happiness, and happiness grow in my heart, spreading wildly in the blink of an eye, burning violently, and finally turning into notes and flowing out.
After leaving the garden, Anson escorted Anne home on foot until Anne stayed.
Anne was a little hesitant, not sure whether she should invite Anson to go upstairs for a cup of coffee; but Anson stepped on the brakes and took the initiative to leave.
"Don't worry, the future is long. The future is long, there is no need to hurry up."
When turning and leaving, Ansen took his brisk steps and jumped up, stepped on the tap dance steps, and finally climbed the street lights and rotated 360 degrees, singing to the fullest—
"Singing-in-the-rain".
This is the most famous and classic scene in "The Song of the Rain". The joy and madness of falling in love are expressed in body language.
Anson's singing echoed in the streets.
Annie looked at the scene and her mood couldn't help but rise.
Then, it is interrupted by reality.
"Shut up, do you know what time it is now?"
"Grass, quiet!"
The curse from the apartment on both sides brings Anson and Anne back to reality.
Anson pulled the street light and swung it around, gave some curtain call in Annie's direction, and then turned around and left, leaving a brisk back.
Annie's mouth gently raised the corners of her mouth until she finished washing and covered her quilt to go to bed. She realized that she kept the curve of the corners of her mouth all night, so that her face muscles were stiff, and she felt that she could have a good sleep.
Where is Anson? Anson walked along the street, walking in the quiet Manhattan after midnight. There was no roar of vehicles or bright lights. The whole city became quiet, and only him, buildings and streets. At this moment, the sound of the city finally became clear, and it seemed that the heart could be beaten and blood flowed. The notes slowly flowed under the light steps.
Everything is so natural.
Light and gentle, like the night wind, neither ostentatious nor unrestrained nor splendid, quiet and soothing, the surging and surging mood turned into a trickle, humming softly under the night sky of a vast city where everything is quiet and empty.
Close your eyes, spread your arms, and let yourself be lost in the night of New York in late spring and early summer.
"We each understand the world separately, and you appear in all my vague memories."
"Even if the clouds are covered with darkness, your heart is still my desire, and I indulge in every fragment."
"You make me feel the warmth of home. You are my safe haven. Wherever you go, love grows, and you are where my heart wants."
It's not just sweetness or happiness, nor just joy or happiness, but a kind of peace, peace and a long-lost peace.
All troubles and noises disappear, all anxiety and anxiety are relieved, and the tranquility that has disappeared for a long time is found in the storm and storm.
In the past period of time, Ansen experienced the most bumpy, darkest and longest time since time traveling. He walked alone without seeing the direction or the focus in the endless night. He believed that he had finally crossed the darkness and reached the other side, but his disturbed moods were always stirring up in the nightmare.
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This peace is particularly precious than happiness and happiness. "No longer fear, you are snuggling on your side; where you are, is heaven; just embrace you in your arms, time always passes quickly, I have nothing to ask for."
Simple, pure, calm, light, but deep into the bone marrow.
Write through the masks and armor, causing layers of ripples in the depths of the soul.
Now, Anson can finally understand the unique charm of singing and dancing movies. He still remembers that the first time he watched a singing and dancing movie in his life was the later "Singing and Dancing Youth". Seeing those people start singing and dancing after a disagreement, they were so embarrassed that they died of poison. They couldn't help but think of Bollywood movies.
However, life is like this.
Sometimes, language cannot accurately express one's emotions, so how can one accurately convey the complex feelings in a few words?
So, singing and dancing are clearly expressed in this way.
A kind of instinct, returning to the primitive.
Just as when we were young, we had perception and emotions, but poor vocabulary and poor expression ability could not be accurately conveyed, so we cried and laughed, we ran wildly, we stepped on puddles in the heavy rain, and we expressed our emotions with our body movements, even if we were bleeding, we were moving forward.
On the contrary, when we grew up, we began to restrain ourselves and refused to express ourselves in body language. The stiffness and coldness of language create a barrier between us.
The reason why the later singing and dancing movies lost their charm was because the main creative team did not grasp the essence, but just sang and danced for the sake of singing and dancing, which lost the expression of music and dance to the character's emotions, and also lost the interpretation of the plot by singing, which could not resonate with the audience.
No movie can show the gracefulness and happiness of love like "Song in the Rain".
"Song in the Rain" is worthy of being the culmination of Hollywood's Golden Age song and film, and it has proven its classic and legend after time.
Perhaps, if you have the opportunity in the future, Ansen thinks it is also a good challenge to star in a song and dance movie -
Of course, it should not be "singing and dancing youth".
Note 1: Home (At-Home—Jon-Bryant)
(This chapter is over)