Maybe we have seen it in another world, maybe we walked into the same cafe. Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's providence. But that doesn't matter, what matters is that now and now, I met you. You are not in a hurry to go to the meeting, and I am not in a panic. We are as usual, natural, calm, smiling, looking at each other. This may not be the most romantic, unexpected, and thrilling love at first sight I have ever expected. I don't even know your name, preferences, constellation, blood type, maybe you are an alien, maybe. But I know, that is no longer important, important, damn, finally let me meet you. The movie is about to end. When she raised her face and asked him with a puzzled look, have we seen him before. At that moment, I, a bystander, wanted to cry, for the absurd plot, for the teased lover. But he was very calm, no panic, he smiled and looked at the girl in front of him, knelt down, opened the book, told her that he was the author of hypocrisy, and then waited for the embarrassment to start again, her embarrassing smile, she was reddish brown He saw her short hair, the small lines around her eyes, and the pits on her nose, so familiar, brand new, and unfamiliar. She said can we start again. He said, of course. She took the book and asked not to tell her the ending. He nodded his head and made a word. There are no people in the park, it's like autumn, maybe it's evening. They sat together. The story may just be the beginning. This time, no one knows the ending. This movie greatly exceeded my expectations. When some familiar fragments overlap, I am surprised and happy, but the movie itself is like, or not like, it is playing the classic card, and it has its own thoughts and persistence. It didn't explain the reason completely and thoroughly until the end, but it didn't make me feel deceived or fooled. Yes, I accept this kind of plot, I accept this absurdity, I accept this kind of love. In other words, this is originally the appearance of love, like a dream like dew like lightning, when you want to see its appearance, it always disappears, and every moment of frustration, it appears again, you don’t blame it, you Need it. This may break the laws of the world, but what about it, greedy for a long while. Do happy things with lovers, don't ask whether it is the fate or the fortune. I'm half a writer myself. I understand Kevin in the movie very well, because I know the kind of ecstasy inspired by others, and I am also obsessed with the characters in my own writing. This is an extremely selfish and self-deceiving approach. But this kind of obscene, overriding, and fiddling similar to the Creator is really useful. Because you don't have to worry about being betrayed by your characters, they come from your heart, and actively share for you, work for you, and die. You will definitely fall in love with them, fall in love with these parts that should belong to you, will not reject, will not mutate, will not be due to disagreeable personality and other shit reasons, quarreling, angry, fighting until they break, not because of thinking To change for the other party and become helpless. God made a rib of Adam his lover, why. Because we should love the person who is most like ourselves. The writer's selfishness and wishful thinking have contributed to many love stories. Well, even if it is a love story of stupidity and blood. But this incompatible blueprint and lover is not reality. You will pay the price because of your unmoved selfishness, stubbornness, and when everything is no longer logically playing cards, you try to change, but in vain. How can you dream of creating a perfect lover, poorly, even yourself is so bad. "My great love story is both real and impossible. I hope she won't blame me after reading it, so I kept many details, her name, birth and growth, everything about her, even birthmarks, I will give it all. No mention. But I still can’t help writing this book for her, in order to tell her that I apologize for the words I wrote to change you, I apologize for everything, when you are here, I turn a blind eye to you, but when you leave But I think you are everywhere. Some people read it and say it is magic, but falling in love is indeed a kind of magic, and so is writing. Someone once commented that the rare miracle in the novel "Catcher in the Rye" happened again , A person was born from pen, ink and imagination. I am not Sha Linjie, but I have witnessed a rare miracle. Any writer can confirm that the happiest words do not come from you, but are presented through you. She came to me with her complete self, and I was just fortunate to be present and record everything." Salute to love, salute to writing. Both of these things may ruin me, but I am not worried. Because they are also what created me. Five hundred days after leaving summer, I will meet the next autumn. If Kevin meets another Ruby Sparks. What would he think. Gratitude replaces surprise. it's time. Do you know that before, I didn't believe in fate, let alone fate, until I met you, I didn't realize how superstitious I was. Forgive me for my stupid and artificial love words, but they are all true. If you know how I lost you, or met countless people who are not you, you will forgive me, forgive me for eagerness to hold your face and tell you that I love you. Whatever it is, it’s God, witchcraft, or a show group similar to Truman’s world that brought you to me. I don’t care, I don’t care, let us fall in love from the moment we meet each other. I believe that in the end someone will ask, is this really a fictional story, a movie. When humans think, God laughs. Yes, give up, we will never be ignorant and always small. But at the same time, we are so happy.
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