Just like the cigarette, he clearly said that I would not smoke, but the next moment he picked it up and smoked it, life is the same. Those quick entertainments were an addiction to him, he said, and his biggest addiction was television. More and more people are beginning to fall into a frenzy for this fast, blind color and brilliant entertainment. The most important thing is not why we laugh all the time, but why we laugh instead of thinking. Why do we hold a lot of wealth, we become the social elite, yet unhappy, yet so empty, yet so depressed? He didn't find the answer, let alone we can't find the answer, and we still can't find the answer after looking at it. It caused a certain resonance, a kind of lonely and indescribable resonance. We are like isolated islands in social life, unable to get close to each other, and eager to be close to each other, but this sharp isolation cannot be resolved.
Our fixed actions and values lead to no way for us to communicate with each other at all. The most likely is some pleasant conversations and some common points of view, but deep in our hearts, the exclusion of each other cannot be eliminated. It's like the male protagonists identify with each other, but can't get along. They are different people after all, although, this David finally became David. It is undeniable that they are still different people, they still chose different paths. The reporter finally said, I don't want to be a person like you, but really? The expectation in his heart is obviously to be like a writer, to be able to get great praise and prestige. But when he did, others were unhappy, maybe they had a conversation she would never forget, but he was still alone.
I believe that the last moment of the writer was silent. That is a moment of unspeakable, but often accompanied loneliness in this life.
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