To a certain extent, this kind of love, with self-pity and self-sorrow, is reflected in some parts of the little devil.
To live in the world with an unsatisfactory body, face up to its unbeautiful and even ugliness, live by it, and use the love and warmth to search everywhere to compete with the greed, arrogance, humility and despair of human nature.
Birthplace, appearance, intelligence, these bargaining chips that are conducive to resistance, will be overcome by a sense of powerlessness more often when they are useful.
In front of the game with fate and life and death, no one is more advanced than the other.
Growing up again and again, ignorance becomes more and more revealed, and transformation, whether successful or not, is also part of the meaning. Like hope is a way to warm, even if most of the time it's just an unknown path.
What must be understood but not necessarily awakened is that love is a doomed sustenance.
Every conscious being is constantly improving itself, practicing along the way. For most people throughout their lives, the soul may not be advanced to soundness. As a result, many original families are riddled with holes in the world.
"There are no saints in the eyes of relatives." Trivial daily wear, dissatisfaction and complaints, and mere formal care can better avoid the important and create more numbness and neglect.
Going to 10,000 banquets, exchanging cups with thousands of strangers; looking for flowers and willows, hunting a hundred times of beauty... The swaying cup shadows and the soulless body entanglement will magnify the despair of human nature and self-disappointment to the extreme, Sheng Geyan What fell back after the dance was the endless nothingness.
Not enough "Game of Thrones", staying in "Game of Survival" is enough to make people fall into all kinds of abyss.
Fortunately, beyond their own limitations, the pursuit of warmth and the endless hope are also the characteristics of human beings.
A dwarf carried a sword and led soldiers to defend a city; in the troubled world where you died or I died, he still had a heart of compassion; he liked women, but refused to do anything; Desperately throwing herself into killing her beloved...
Compared to yesterday, the little devil Tyrion Lannister who refused a woman's invitation today is more advanced than he used to anesthetize himself with alcohol and prostitutes.
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