The Motorcycle Diaries evaluation action
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Demarco 2022-03-25 09:01:09
When my footsteps have crossed thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains, I am no longer me. Only those who have suffered and struggled at the bottom can understand that the world is suffering. He must have a pair of discerning eyes to experience it firsthand, making him enough to give up everything that ordinary people dream of having. The magnificent scenery of South America can make people's trip worthwhile.
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Mackenzie 2022-03-27 09:01:07
The picture is really beautiful. For me, the motorcycle diary should be the "Singing in the daytime must be drunk, youth is a companion to return home" in the third chapter of Zhou Yun Peng Du Fu I was listening to recently.
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Ernesto Guevara de la Serna: "On the boat I heard the moist slap of bare feet and foresaw faces dark with hunger. My heart was a pendulum between her and the street. I don't know what strength broke me free from her eyes, loose from her arms. She remained clouded by tears, her anguish hidden by the rain."
Alberto Granado: Is that Lorca?
Ernesto Guevara de la Serna: No.
Alberto Granado: Neruda?
Ernesto Guevara de la Serna: No.
Alberto Granado: Who?
Ernesto Guevara de la Serna: I don't remember.
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Alberto Granado: So with Chichina - nothing? Even after you gave her a pure-bred German Shepard, nothing? At least tell me you saw one tit. One little tit. Ah, you saw her titties then. Alright, my man!