The ancient town of Italy, the winding mountain road, the calm and complicated heart of the old killer, narrated it in a style like a western verse, like a drop of blood in calm water, slowly melting away, like a piece of life The lines are free in the water. You find that this is the real thing.
Life is meant to be peaceful. In this impetuous society, the human heart has long been indifferent to the impermanent world, and is used to looking at the world calmly enough.
Where do so many orgasms come from? So much passion?
Use such a light rhythm to express the fragility of the powerful killer's human nature, in a quiet town far away from the sky. Happiness is at the moment when love comes, the prostitute's bright eyes, the sentence "forever?" hits the heart. At that moment, you realize how beautiful the world is and how charming love is.
I think the more throbbing is that we are always living a very ordinary life and talking about love in an ordinary way. When this kind of story was played out in a quieter way, I was suddenly moved for some reason, and suddenly wanted to talk to someone and talk about something else. Let yourself not be immersed in a touch of inexplicable bitterness.
The final task is to build a sniper rifle. The result is a tool for someone else to kill himself. It's a shame he was so diligent in the first place.
Life is such an irony.
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