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在这部惊世骇俗的电影面前,我感到自己文字的苍白无力。9 M- D, @ y# `0 G
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& U1 N/ E. n$ q: U7 H2 s% V我也是。。。。。完全是無法寫出什麼可以表達。這個電影帶來的衝擊 在這麼多感覺當中。。其中有包括感動。。。所以我哭了。。為了。。Woojin。。還有。Sooah。。為了oh daesu。。還有Mido。。。9 S. x0 w3 a, z) U- p" B* P7 Z
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那场长达5分钟的打斗掀起的高潮,让我屏息呼吸,这时电影才不到三分之一。用长镜头拍出来的画面象一幅长卷会动的油画,那个后背插着匕首,精疲力竭还在超越极限挥拳的老男孩令我热泪盈眶。
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i held my breath as i watch .....it was like a painting in the making ..as he make his strokes ......he fighted ....being attacked ..become the attacker ...it was awesome .....# t& C* }6 Y' B
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裡面有句對白。。在那副他被囚禁的房間裡面有副劃。(不知道有人曉得是誰的作品。。可是下面有些字)。。
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, D& F9 a2 P* ~$ O5 NLaugh, and the world laughs with you ; ' j% P4 b( D8 J+ F
Weep, and you weep alone, 8 Y2 P Q7 @! x
+ r3 Y$ p% s+ c$ D4 H* M這個是出自。。這首詩
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Solitude. - `; y+ j. }6 @* T
4 K6 P' W9 A9 M# o5 HLaugh, and the world laughs with you ;
! s2 p; l- T' J9 P: pWeep, and you weep alone,
) Y/ \: [. R8 ?% G' u2 R1 w) H, SFor the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, 0 h( q+ |: q) O4 a8 N5 W
But has trouble enough of its own.
8 D" a3 Y: p/ ^8 H. L( A BSing, and the hills will answer ; ; F. A0 r: e/ d. y' i$ z) k
Sigh, it is lost on the air. a1 n; \! p8 T5 h3 ?# N) J
The echoes bound to a joyful sound, * h/ A+ C8 Z" C
But are slow to voice your care. # `$ k, |0 U! y" }
. ~- |( O; d8 i5 zRejoice, and men will seek you ;
! {7 @7 p; ~" ^1 E4 nGrieve, and they turn and go. - a& A& R$ F6 L( U
They want full measure of all your pleasure, $ ?* M& U* U) f, ~1 s
But they do not need your woe.
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: x( f2 K2 F2 _2 RBe sad, and you lose them all. y$ y* z3 z" K3 X8 F9 K( s" U
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
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4 B" N+ u" Y5 Q- E2 t8 i0 u; WFeast, and your halls are crowded ;
( i! w L7 t( hFast, and the world goes by. * b e! H+ k0 g8 K0 e
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
3 w1 q7 {! E5 G6 O% h3 W$ WBut no man can help you die.
$ {& g8 M- `1 b+ S7 F H$ xThere is room in the halls of pleasure
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6 c6 }9 ~0 y2 f3 x( S( Y5 j( OBut one by one we must all file on 1 r; v" q; U0 N. } w
Through the narrow aisles of pain. , a ?8 H7 P* ^' D
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7 A& t( X! [/ @0 n% w% h& tThe Sun 25 Feb. 1883: 3.
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ELLA WHEELER WILCOX
3 F: W9 h2 i; j& m; UAmerican Poet & Journalist & Free Thinker1 X, P" ]6 Z' N1 i
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