At peace

Beyond words...

The "house of the flying daggers" almost moved me to tears. The beauty of nature's wonder was beyond words. Yet this not the environment but the soul of the producer that has touched a cord in Jeff. It resonates deep.

Yet, this man, in his twilight years, sitting a slumbering on a folding chair, ignites more than a single word of "passion". This feeling is indescript. Never had it for a long time. Along with Zhang Yimuo's work combined to form a very potent dose of emotions that flooded my sensories.

A sudden wave of melancholy overwhelmed me. I sheded a tear.