? At the beginning of the film, there is the heavy melody of cello and the deep singing of angels: when children were young, every joy was simple and frank, and everything was happy. Different from the image of children or women in the past, the angel in the movie is a middle-aged man in a dark gray coat, standing over the devastated Berlin, watching people coldly and listening to their inner confessions, the unspoken conflicts and accommodation between father and son or husband and wife, the children standing in the corner playing alone without playmates, the elderly who lost their loved ones, trembling in the once bustling but now deserted station, and no prostitutes who can't make money from tourists crying. The angel actors who are bankrupt and on the verge of unemployment in the circus dance with the songs of underground bands, the young people who jump off the roof, and the mass actors who play Nazis are decadent ... All living things in the movie have their own sympathy. The black-and-white world in the eyes of angels is as cold as a bystander, and only the occasional prosperity, love and desire in mortal memory or expectation can be colored, while angels gather in the library and listen to human reading like sacred music, Bor.
? When the angel stopped standing in the sky and looked down, but quietly watched the angel actor perform, his eyes shone like stars, worried and admired. He is no longer just compassionate, giving strength, he has real temperature and human emotions. I think this is love. When he chooses to become a mortal, even if it happens only once, it is eternal. Der Himmel uber Berlin's original name is German. Der Himmel über Berlin, translated into English, has the double meanings of above Berlin and above Berlin. "I use movies to fight against the lost tragedy and the disappearance of the world." Wenders, 42, wrote. The director has great affection for the city of Berlin, but I was deeply moved by the delicate and profound loneliness and the warmth permeated from the cool colors.
San Mao said, whenever I see all sentient beings in this vast sea of people, they are helplessly born and died in reincarnation, love and hate, secular desires, joys and sorrows ... they are always greatly shocked and sympathize with all sentient beings. Born to be human, we travel between the world, each loving his own sufferings, and sometimes we are used to pairing, seemingly bustling, arguing and not looking at each other. We think this is the highest happiness. It was not until later that we learned loneliness and were honest and sober in loneliness that we found that companionship was a blessing. However, being able to enjoy loneliness is also an ability. Everyone has secrets, and it is a sense of security to be able to talk and listen. Silence is also a kind of moderate leisure. There are thousands of joys and sorrows of Qian Qian in the world. There is no single form of sadness and happiness in the world.
? Once upon a time, I thought it was precious to have a good chat. Now it seems that simple happiness is rare. At the beginning of life, when a child is a child, happiness means guessing a fist and kicking a shuttlecock, and throwing a ball into the air. When I grow up, happiness is a night scene of one person, a hug of two people and a carnival of a group of people. If heaven is a library and we read the most beautiful music in the world, then the world is a huge orphanage, and we. When we finally bravely embrace the inner child, or another unparalleled strength and lightness of heaven, there is no need to regret everything. Because of love, angels choose to be mortal. At this point, it is the greatness of mankind. Life seems unbearable, time will eventually disappear, but only once, and that is eternity. Think about how pleasant it is. I am here. I've been here.