I remember when we were young, we all wanted to conquer the world. Full of confidence, not afraid of harm. Probably 20 years have passed, or more. We are lingering in this society, forcing ourselves to be more realistic, pretending to deal with life, seeing that someone is living worse than ourselves, but claiming that we want to "realize our dream", you shook your head to keep yourself away from this fool. As a result, you can't sleep in the middle of the night, but you envy him, you admire the fire in his eyes, and the firmness in your heart.
It is said that the environment will be affected, yes, a loach will make the fish in the whole pond active and not suffocated. If a person has no dreams, what is the difference with salted fish?
When A Xing went to find Amei to cheat the steamed buns, the sauce burst and sang songs, killed the piglets and danced, and the people around him lit up a fire in their eyes. Everyone has this flame, but it’s easy to extinguish. It's just not easy to ignite.
I think of Zhihu Zhu Xuan’s words, “Reading, making friends, and beautifying are not as bloody, hot and scorching as you are. You have to burn most of your life to be worthy of what you are saying now.”
You once said to yourself. To be admitted to Tsinghua University;
you once said that you want to save the wounded;
you used to be an astronaut;
you once wanted to rule the country;
you once wanted to conquer the blood.
But now you only have the ambiguity in front of you, not to mention the blood, not even poetic.
I love Zhou Xingchi very much. In his movies, he is either called A Xing or Zhou Xing. He has always been himself. Superman, Killing Pig Ling Lingqi, truant policeman, football boy, Monkey King. In front of them, they should all be named A Xing. The fire in his heart is too exuberant, and the exuberant others don't understand it. What does he want to become famous? He just wants to make himself insist on something that takes root in people's hearts.
Just like he was still running in the pair of patched shoes, but the fashionable lady learned to dodge banana peels lightly, the reversing aunt made the car back with strong iron palms, and the running office workers flew onto the bus with amazing bounce. The gardener used the Huashan sword to trim the branches.
The world changed because of this. He realized the dream in his heart, but he was still him, not tempted by money, and not changed for fame and fortune.
Can all sentient beings understand the simple dreaming heart of Master Star?
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