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When I was a child, I watched the jokes of Master Xing.

Perhaps most people, like me, grew up watching Stephen Chow's movies, but never thought about getting to know him. When I was a child, watching his movies was always attracted by his wild imagination, and I laughed silly in front of TV alone. However, when I reviewed Master Xing's masterpiece recently, I always felt cold in my back and burning in my eyes. It is this that makes Master Xing different. How many people laugh when they look at it and cry when they laugh.

Someone once said: when I was a child, we only treated his movies as jokes, hiding under the bed alone and grinning;

A little older, regard his films as inspirational films, and the little people in each film seem to have their own shadows;

Older, we regard his films as literary films, and occasionally think about which is more important, tears or smiles;

When we are old, his films are documentaries, recalling the youthful, mature and irreversible years that Master Xing took us through.

Stephen Chow is a person who is not good at language expression since he was a child, and his words can't keep up with his brain. For many years, he didn't give a positive answer to his anecdote, but it was vividly reflected in the film. In the movie "Tong Pak Hu Dian Qiu Xiang", Tang Bohu, who laughed at me for being too crazy, can be summarized as Master Xing's views on the outside world. I don't care about the ups and downs outside. I smile, which means you don't understand me. People who know me naturally understand, and they are eclectic literary youths.

Gossip magazine news satirizes itself in the movie shaolin soccer.

Stephen Chow in Gourmet.

Master Xing answers gossip on his own behalf through his works, just like children express their emotions by twisting toys. Someone once said, "Stephen Chow has only two ages: one is a five-year-old boy and the other is an old man of 100." On the one hand, it is as transparent as an old man, and on the other hand, it is as simple as a child.

The mystery of Master Xing also extends to his love life. Those who know Master Xing must know his emotional course. The most widely circulated affair of Master Xing is the one with him. Douban's first comment on The Journey to the West also said that the film was a love letter written by Master Xing. However, when you learn about Xingye's growth process and historical events, you can easily find that all the clues do not point to Xia Zixianzi, but to Xingye's girlfriend Luo Huijuan when she first started out. All kinds of digging are not detailed here, and those who are interested can search by themselves.

The descriptions of the first love in Xingye's movies are full of colors, such as Liu Piaopiao in king of comedy, Eva Huang in Kung Fu, and the heroine in King of Thousand Kings 2000 are even directly called the first love. The episode "First Love" in "Gourmet" is still often used as love background music. Maybe Master Xing just likes this hazy feeling, the hazy feeling of first love, and the hazy feeling of not being understood. I don't think Master Xing is sad because others don't understand him. It seems that the feeling of being able to guess but not being able to guess may be what Master Xing pursues. If we were so easy to guess, his name wouldn't be Stephen Chow.

Taohuawu Taohua Temple, Taohuaguan Taohuaxian; Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees and picks them to sell wine.

When I wake up, I just sit in front of the flowers, and when I am drunk, I come to sleep under the flowers; Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom year after year.

I would rather die of old age than bow before horses and chariots; Cars and horses are rich and interesting, and hops are poor.

If wealth is better than poverty, one is in the ground and the other is in the sky; If you compare poverty to horses and chariots, he will have to drive away my leisure.

Others laugh that I am too crazy, and I laugh that others can't see through it; There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields.