Discussion between the sisters of sexual experiences, very tame. Display of a birth control device.
Both sisters have sex with their husbands, not graphic, no nudity.


Film review:Translated by www.rabudo-ru.com


It’s so late, my brain is a little hard to use, and my eyes are spent.

I was watching “she’s lonelier than fireworks” in the middle of the night, and I was in a cold sweat.

Behind the gorgeous is such shocking emptiness and exile.

I don’t like fairy tales since I was a child, but I remember the red dance shoes alone.

That’s not a fairy tale at all. Fairy tales can’t be so cruel. Streamer in its table, fanaticism and paranoia in it. Chasing glory with death, exhausting everything, and finally dying.

The glory of a woman, in the final analysis, is only love.

The girl in red dancing shoes dances lightly just for the envious eyes. What she wants is the love of the world.

Jackie, the lonelier woman than fireworks, wandered just to find a love and fill the loneliness in her heart.

As a child, she practiced violin hard because she wanted to share the same appreciation and attention with her sister.

After becoming famous, she took the “Davidoff” and took it to various top music festivals, because her teacher told her “it will give you the world”. She thought that the love of a world would embrace her.

Tired of fame, she released her enthusiasm again and touched the violin she was tired of, because a man was willing to give his love for her musical talent.

When she couldn’t play, she came all the way to her sister’s farm. She wanted to share life with her sister, including her brother-in-law’s love. She insisted on almost unreasonable demands. She doesn’t want to destroy it. She only wants to be loved.

Be loved.

But finally she lost everything. The patience of my sister, the loyalty of my husband, the free stretch of my body, and the glittering stage.

She is more empty than when she didn’t get it.

Later, she was on the verge of death, twitching and tearing in bed, and there was a noisy and cheerful crowd outside the door.

My sister held her and told her about their childhood games. They climbed over the mountains, crossed the plains, crossed the grass, and finally returned home. She gradually subsided. At the end of her life, she finally returned after a long time of wandering.

At the end of the film, her childhood meets her adult by the sea. Apart from life and death, the sea changes. She said to her: don’t worry, everything will pass.

All love and hate, only this sentence, will instantly disappear. A word is devoid of gratitude and hatred.

The truth of life finally emerged.

This comment doesn’t look like a comment in the end. I want to tell this story to my girlfriends.

I see you have all kinds of love stories. Look at your affectation, look at your forbearance. I see you saving, I see you fighting. See your reluctance and makeup. See your desire and vanity. See your powerlessness. See your courage.

This road is not so bright. It has deception, stubbornness, hesitation and calculation.

But it will be understood and sympathized because of your passionate investment.

Because you need love.

And me. It doesn’t help. I can only say to you:

Don’t worry, everything will pass.

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