The weather is hot, work is lazy, and many of my plans are stranded beside the stream of time in the hot summer. I have been feeling nostalgic and depressed recently. After watching the old movie "Bitter Cauliflower", I kept recalling the fragmentary fragments of the original movie: In the evening, the movie had already started in the courtyard of the brigade a mile away from our home. The second sister couldn't get rid of my tail, so she had to drag me to get there. As a young person, I didn't know which scene scared me and I didn't dare to continue watching it. So the depressed second sister had to accompany me on the way home within 10 minutes. These are the memories from more than 20 years ago. I tried hard to find the plot that threatened me at the beginning, but I still couldn't find it. I accidentally saw my second sister's tears of missing me again. If you can’t do anything anyway, don’t bother making excuses, just watch some nostalgic stuff. After wandering for a while between the 1980s version of "Shanghai Bund" and the 1983 version of "The Condor Shooting", I still chose "Shanghai Bund", Fa Ge's classic, and the attractive Zhao Yazhi has not changed much to this day. She herself You may not know it, but overnight, she became the dream lover of many of us boys in their youthful years. I watched 8 episodes in one go today.

When I watch "Shanghai Beach" again, what I see is not the plot, but some delicate feelings. Its theme is change. The bustling lights of Shanghai Beach are a heinous dye vat, where kind-hearted people have turned into a despicable and dirty group of gray people struggling to survive, sometimes struggling to blame themselves for the moral torture deep in their souls. for a moment, and then take another step towards the quagmire of sinking; every time they struggle, some dirty muddy water will splash up. No one will redeem them, and there is no end to crime and punishment. Xu Wenqiang is a left-wing radical patriotic young man. Due to the accidental death of his first girlfriend and the baptism in prison, he moved from Beijing to Shanghai. He relied on the despised nepotism and entered Shanghai's upper class society with the blood of mutual strife on his hands. His change was completed through just a few scenes of memories. If he had completed his magnificent transformation into a new generation of gangsters with a college background, I think it would not be a tragedy, and no one would think it was untrue. After all, it was just for the sake of confusion. It is understandable to be mean and mean-spirited in order to become a master in order to earn a living. His tragedy is that his hidden conscience will surface from time to time. Faced with the pure Cheng Cheng and the death of his still radical classmates, this conscience hidden in the blood of intellectuals untimely prevents him from becoming a high-level gangster. the way. Although a fortune teller's casual words did not turn out to be a prophecy, they laid a trap for his eventual death. In the trap were the betrayal of brotherhood, the sweet invasion of love, and his own suppression and suppression. He really wasn't going to die well. In other words, the bloody screenwriter had no good intentions from the beginning and had no intention of keeping him alive, and it was destined that he would not die. Therefore, the sweeter and more beautiful the love with Feng Chengcheng is, the more it can arouse people's cries. While we are still there preparing to find another way for him, we hope that he can miraculously escape the encounter with death and hold Feng Chengcheng's hand no matter what. When we can live happily ever after wherever we live in the future, the screenwriter's muzzle is already loaded with bullets, and the scope of the sniper rifle is adjusted. Poor Xu Wenqiang and we are frozen in the cross center of the scope.