How long will a person's purity be spent? Maybe one damage is enough to consume it, maybe one lure is all surrendered. How many times are equivalent to one time.
Technically speaking, a person's purity must be spent, and a person will inevitably consume others' purity. This is a system that devours itself to maintain the metabolic cycle.
Because we have a heavy body, we also have a spirit. Sometimes the flesh carries the spirit, and sometimes the spirit carries the flesh.
Non-renewable, irreversible, irreplaceable, this is the attribute of top luxury. Water, Gold, Specimen, Believe.
What about those who cherish Tianmei's dream from beginning to end? They slowly closed one of the doors.
Another attribute of luxury: looking immaculate. Dried blood, pulled out the meat, and entered the exhibition hall. Everyone looks at it and praises it for its beauty, eternal youth, full of vitality, and it is a legend. What is a legend? Sunflowers are cut off ears hanging high, glamorous.
Because the ordinary world is inevitably born, old, sick and dead, all kinds of giving up and exhausting, looking dirty and lazy. The bearer of the legend has nothing to do with the legend, but has to endure the pain of tearing it apart, reconcile with himself, recognize the flaws, recognize the true yearning in his heart, and then accept the process calmly, as calm as a real gambler. Such a dance is a blind eye, because the flower branch and the burial will have the same color.
Somerset Maugham wrote, "It's a gamble when you decide to go off the beaten track. Many are called, but few are elected."
Not ashamed to be a child for as long as possible, though I may will be afraid.
There is this dialogue near the end of "The Hours":
"Why must someone die?" Leonard asked Virginia.
"For comparison," Virginia said, "for the living to appreciate life more."
"So who will die?" Leonard asked again.
"Poets," said Virginia, "those who have dreams."
"Dear Leonard, face life, always face it, know what it is, always know, love what it is, and then give it up."
After writing this letter, Virginia Woolf jumped into Jump into the pond.
Leonard: Why does someone have to die?
Virginia: Someone has to die in order that the rest of us should value life more. It's contrast.
Leonard: And who will die? Tell me.
Virginia: The poet will die...the visionary.
“Dear Leonard. To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.”
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