Just watching you smile on the other side;

I love, as long as I have feelings in my heart,

I don't need to know your feelings for me;

I cherish my secret,

Also cherish the faint sadness,

Sadness that has not turned into pain;

I swear:

I like giving up on you,

Without any hope,

But not without happiness;

As long as you can miss it,

Happy enough,

Even if I never see you smiling across the street again. ......

Miao Sai's "Daisy" renders the subtle entanglements and contradictions in feelings on paper, turning around and explaining them.

In the movie Daisy, they fell in love so happily that they didn't know it at first. Fortunately, this is not "the furthest distance in the world". Fortunately, I finally understand love and being loved. However, deep affection has been a tragedy since ancient times, and every sentence must be carried with death.

However, love that wakes up too late is more sad and fascinating than love that you don't know or can never meet. Some people's lifelong love dreams may be in sight. Remember, it is good to be happy enough, and you may not have to get it.

The film Daisy has been released for more than ten years.

At the beginning of the film, the fresh and beautiful scenery of Amsterdam appeared, with melodious and brisk music lingering in my ears. The heroine Huiying's long black hair, slim and tall figure, and the picture of riding a bicycle yearning for freedom ... I can't forget it for a long time, and it comes to my mind.

Heroine: Huiying

Such a woman is elegant and dreamy, refined and natural, and fascinating.

So, the woman appeared, and the story began here.

The hostess, Huiying, often rides a bicycle alone, paints sketches by herself, and even works alone in grandpa's antique shop. It's raining again, and the hostess is alone again. The hostess said that she didn't like to take an umbrella. Every time it rains, she always finds a place to wait for shelter.

She may be used to living alone, but no one is worried about herself when she is wet. Therefore, she thinks it doesn't matter whether she has an umbrella or not, because everything is used to waiting.

Isn't such a hostess a distressing person? If such a woman survives from the story to real life, she runs around with a drawing board every day. You want to approach seriously, but you are used to being an independent hostess, but it gives you an unintentional sense of distance.

A woman's heart is looking forward to more brilliant sunshine after the rain. Her monologue is to meet someone as sunny as the sun. That person may have built a bridge for her to reach her heart, so she has been waiting, waiting.

Man 1: Park Yi.

At this time, Park Yi, the killer of "The First Hero", is willing to build a bridge for her and send her daisies all over the mountain, trying to tell her that you are the only one for me.

Black boy means darkness and hiding, means keeping a distance, and means that a lot of love can only be hidden in your heart.

He wants to redeem himself, he wants to get rid of his sadistic nature, he wants to get up the courage to go in and talk to her, but keeping secrets is a killer's professional accomplishment, because the premise of having feelings is to live first.

So, the killer is waiting.

Maybe waiting for the day when I meet him, maybe waiting for the day when he is no longer a killer, and then meeting her with confidence.

Maybe all the secrets are forced, maybe all the secrets are because they can't control themselves.

When you fall in love with someone, you feel inferior to the bottom, release your feelings in entanglement, and accompany silently in humility. Waiting for flowers and love has also become the daily life of the killer Park Yi.

You are happy, I am happy with you; You drink coffee, I will accompany you to drink coffee; You are a painter, so I will study the master's works silently. ...

When I am afraid to see you, you think I am bad; Afraid of seeing me, there is no common language; Afraid of being with you, I feel inferior because of the distance. ...

Perhaps only affectionate people can understand that this kind of waiting and companionship is not only a kind of suffering, but also a kind of happiness, a kind of pay and a kind of harvest. Waiting for your own growth, waiting for your unexpected encounter.

They are all waiting, they all love each other deeply, but they don't know that they are close at hand.

Maybe waiting will be missed, maybe waiting will be lost, maybe waiting is perfect, maybe waiting is a mistake and maybe waiting is beautiful.

Man 2: Officer Masayuki.

The appearance of You Zheng, the male No.2 criminal police officer, may be predestined. If he doesn't show up, I'm afraid the hostess doesn't know that Boyi is the protagonist, and maybe this secret will never be revealed. This is the appearance of a second person, who may have realized these wishes.

The appearance of the second boy aroused the jealousy of the first boy. He will show off his knowledge of art and painting in front of the second boy for a while to win a temporary victory. He couldn't help feeling smug and fell in love with a little boy and suddenly jumped to the screen.

The man will worry about whether he is hostile to her or has other plans. All troubles are full of love.

It was not until Maner's death that the killer rationally thought that the identity of the police was suitable for Huiying. Two men fall in love with a woman at the same time, and both men love with their hearts, regardless of the outcome.

It turns out that men and women who face love want to have love regardless of their status, circumstances and outcome. In the story of "The First Hero", male number two loves the female host, and they choose the same secret. At first, they all wanted to protect the people they wanted to protect.

It turns out that the so-called occupation is just a "label". Whether you are a just policeman or a cold-blooded killer, even if one is right and the other is evil, it is just a label for a woman who longs for love. All she wants is love.

The signal sent by the goddess of literature and art on her body seems to be a signal with a sense of distance, so that the killer told her in her final confession: I don't deserve you.

In reality, it doesn't matter whether you deserve it or not. What matters is whether you dare, believe it or not.

Maybe it's like a country. A goddess figure is arrogant, untouchable, unattainable and uncontrollable in the eyes of some boys, so she flinched. At this time, the hostess felt that she was self-righteous about such a boy, thinking that he was handsome, arrogant and persistent in getting along with her.

Later, I learned that the girl was not a so-called goddess. She just attended some occasions in a normal state. Boys are not the so-called Gao Fushuai, just shy and shy.

Sometimes, it is excellent to follow some inner feelings at will. However, without bold verification, how can you think that your thoughts are what others think of you at the moment?

"Self" may be a very good state of self-protection. It's not that I don't trust each other, but that I want to reduce all the injuries and find a comfortable and relaxed sense of security.

First love, that's good.

Ignorance is good.

Simply believe in love and wait.

Love and kindness and faith rooted in the heart.

Amsterdam's beautiful scenery, melodious classical music, unforgettable love stories … Perhaps, people who have been here are eager to meet; Perhaps, if life is just a story of first acquaintance, it is worth remembering forever.

Love is a kind of fate. Maybe you will know how to cherish after life and death, maybe you will know how to cherish after parting.

Some things are unsolved, and some things are too long, so we lose the courage to wait. I know it's useless, but I'm stubborn and won't give up.

But love itself is desperate. Since you are waiting, I am willing to block all the bullets and all the burdens for you.

This woman is very brave.

Love that can be bought with death, like a meteor, is short-lived but will be remembered forever.

Use life and death to explore and get the love you want, but is the woman waiting for her lover or falling in love with love itself?

Who's your Daisy again?

Who kept you waiting again?

Story, unfinished, unfinished ...