The unfortunate past is clearly stated in the introduction. Even if you look out of it, who in this world has always been able to achieve what they want? What's more, a past event that has been deepened by memory, and the feeling of memory today - after all, we have never returned to the past, and the vague context and feeling are our consolation, and may also be our rumormonger. The past was like an empty container, like a playdough plasticine.
These are just factors, at least factors of current life, either projected or deceived by memory. Anyway, it is unsatisfactory now, and now it can only be expressed through the empty house, the frozen expression and the relative silence. Silence is not empty, it is a drug that takes over the whole space.
Yet physical bodies and spastic sex, kisses, and caresses are no escape. Because people don't rely on their bodies, feelings, sex, or orgasms, they can only be the icing on the cake as the branches and leaves of life. The backbone of life is a reality of interacting with the world, rather than relying on strange feelings to continue. impact.
I think we've all been taken aback by these: the naked body is just a shell, the individual organs are certainly worth noting, and the convulsion is a momentary mechanism that can be temporarily pulled away, but these things do not affect the whole A whole period of time is something that is bound to end. Western films have fallen into a kind of stupor: although you have a mechanism to follow memory, everything is fleeting and close at hand. However, the things to be analyzed cannot be simply replaced by religion, body, and imbalance. These are inherently minor details, not the main contradiction. It's like a person who is immersed in shouting and whispering all day does not bring about any real catharsis, but accelerates its disintegration. From your religious point of view, isn't this like the temptation of the devil's upper body?
Recently, I was reading Ye Jiaying's 17 Lectures of Tang and Song Poetry. There is a paragraph in it that is really worth reflecting on all individuals: A person's "sorrow is nothing more than death of the heart." is the ideal of your life. The words are vernacular, but they do not affect its insight. Interacting and connecting with the world is the first thing to do whenever, but through games, or these so-called analytics. We are all characters living in the environment. Only by returning to the environment and the world can we truly escape from memory and silence, and stay until the momentary withdrawal. In fact, it has always been empty. Even after the film ends, they have been living in the shadows. This is their powerlessness.
Spring tour, apricot flowers blowing all over the head. Who is young and romantic on Mo? The concubine plans to marry her and leave her for a lifetime. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you cannot rest.
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