After reading the comments of a certain soybean oil, the gun friends finally got married. I admit that I laughed unkindly.
Don't comment on any movie, just write about my feelings. Love will never be a panacea in the face of chronic illness. Perhaps it is because I have seen too many fairy tales of love that never abandons life and death, while ignoring most of the hasty escapes in the face of difficulties and ills.
Things are often not as good as we think. When you really have a problem, maybe that person will be the fastest and furthest away from you. Maybe you said that it was just because of my pessimism that you denied that there will be true love in this world. I will never deny true love, and I also believe in true love, but what I believe in true love is the fusion of affection and affection that arises after being accustomed to each other for a few years, and after decades of getting used to each other, no one is inseparable from the other. After a couple of bedtimes and a couple of good-feeling sex, I can't wait to show my love.
People are selfish, selfish enough to just want to have your perfect perfection, get rid of your flaws and your bad faults. Sometimes when I feel sad, I start to magnify my faults infinitely. When I magnify to the point that I despise myself, I let it go. From another angle, I am so bad, I deserve it. Although at this time, he was already in tears, but it didn't matter in the end.
I have also encountered love that I thought I could go on, and I have also encountered love that did not accept me. No matter what, I will take it very seriously. Let it happen.
When I was discussing the future with my mother very seriously, I told my mother that if I am still alone when my parents leave me, then I will go homeless. Then I almost cried my mother. Thinking of the boy who hasn't made any promises to me so far, I suddenly understand him very well, because he thinks rationally about his life with me, and at the same time is unwilling to accept the worst. All this is nothing.
Each of us will meet a person who does not abandon or abandon, passing through spring, summer, autumn and winter until gray hair. Love is not a panacea, time is.
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