It is also a university dormitory. At night, when the lights are about to be turned off, there are other guests in the dormitory, watching such a movie together. I stepped into the dormitory, I don't remember where I came from, I was doing nothing, standing behind them, looking at the computer screen and looking at the ugly woman while killing time.
It seems that the story is coming to an end, and I missed a lot, but the music and dance made me remember her and a strange name, Bjork. The woman portrayed has a sad life. This life is not the sad tears of the tragedy of Japan and South Korea, not the numb grief brought by the war, and not the general interpretation of love, but a life far beyond the above. Desolate, sad and other words are not enough to describe her life, the shock and shock she brought, just like a sound of thunder, a sap, it makes you lose the ability to speak, lose the ability to resist, the heart is not. Stop and fall, fall, do not even know where to go, the abyss, endless.
The sound of footsteps walking towards the gallows, accompanied by the click of the chains, perfectly expresses the approach of death, the kind of tragic and despair, but permeates the vitality of infinite desire, and every knock will undoubtedly hit your heart. , unable to think, follow her, step by step, towards perdition.
Everything came to an abrupt end when the foot pedal on the gallows fell, the red curtain fell silently, and the exit of the spectator signified the end of life and the curtain call of life. Others can watch so indifferently and leave , live your own life.
You find that the tears are not shed slowly, but are slammed out of life, and the heart is not slashed in pain, but inserted in an instant, torn apart, suppressed rather than depressed, angry instead of whining and sympathy , this is the dancer in the dark, this is the life that should be considered.
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