I have seen spring flowers and autumn moons, summer cicadas and winter snow, but few people can see their past like this. The feeling of being suppressed by "Flowers" is from the moment when Ah Bao was turned into Mr. Bao by his uncle. In a private room where I stayed, in a suit that I suggested, in a retrospective moment, what I could clearly see from my uncle's eyes was not Po's changes, but as if I saw a story through those eyes. The protagonist in the story is this sturdy old man, who was in high spirits at that time.
All the sense of atmosphere puts people into the story in an instant. Seeing many people talking about whether Shanghai was really as shown by the camera in the play, it can be regarded as affirming the intentions of this drama on the side, the style of the Yellow River Road, the elegance of the Peace Hotel, and the beginning of everything reveals how huge the contrast between A Bao and Bao is becoming Mr. Bao. A person who is wrapped in a gorgeous exterior and then turns a hypothesis into reality with his own strong heart can gain as much pressure as he gains.
The Yellow River Road is a miniature society, but its stories are endless, some people are beautiful overnight, some people are brilliant every night, and few people are alive forever. is like the story of the uncle who has been understated, a high-spirited young man, who is a moth for love, but he still has his own dock, which can give his boat a sense of security when he leaves the post and docks, he can retire and re-emerge from the mountain, and sit firmly in the tent to win thousands of miles, which is his ability and his life.
In the whole drama, I love my uncle the most, maybe because I can see from him the things I want but are not very accessible, those things that are still sharp after being sharpened by the years. A character with a particularly strong sense of story does not exist at every moment, but he is always there at every key point. An image that can start over and can always support the bottom is the wisdom of life after thousands of precipitation. Po is the uncle when he was young, but he may not be able to become an uncle-like person. Because looking back over the years, everyone has their own glance for ten thousand years.