When I woke up early in the morning, I was lying in bed, thinking about this matter. I kept asking myself, what's wrong with me? Do you expect any good results? Is it because of emptiness and loneliness? Is my emotional intelligence going back three years ago?
Regarding the outcome of this matter, there are nothing more than two. Either return to the origin of ordinary friends again, or succeed in prying the corner to get the right position. Both of these seem to be of little benefit to me. If I go back to the original point again, after all, I will not see the person who looks down every day. I am fed up with the embarrassment when my eyes meet each other. If you succeed in finding a righteous position, then be prepared to be drowned by the saliva of others! Even if I am willing to be the kind of moth to fight the fire, it should have happened 3 years ago. I missed it 3 years ago. I don't have the confidence to find it again in 3 years. Since you didn't get to this point 3 years ago, there are always some hurdles that you can't get past. Why should you leave yourself with this problem? So, what can I do, just keep the status quo, no matter what, there are people around me from time to time (who knows if it is true or false), that's good.
This matter, in the final analysis, is that cliché but useful sentence, He is not the one.
You see, for those of us girls who are not too ugly, not too stupid, and have a little capital, "the one theory" hurts us. When I was young, I walked forward with my eyes wide open to look for the one, no matter whether it was the strange flowers or the decayed willows on both sides, I didn't see it. But the one, what is this? In the past few years, the boys around have come and go a lot, but they haven’t seen the shadow of the one at all. This one is too fat, that one is too thin, this one is too slippery, that one is too woody, I can Watching movies with you, you can go shopping with you, you can go to the library with you... But, excuse me, you are not the one.
After just three or five years, when finally tired, I stopped and looked around, only to find that the world had already changed scenery. I met a certain boy by chance, and unexpectedly discovered that he had become the one. You wanted to say hello to him, but found that the other one was already next to the one.
The reason why leftover women become leftover women is at least 50% due to "the one theory". We are not uglier than her, not stupid, not worse than her. Why can she marry a good husband, and we will become uncles and aunts after dinner? The mistake is that you believe that the one exists in this world. You don’t ask for money or appearance, but only for a feeling. When you meet, your eyes are intertwined. Even if you don’t get dizzy, at least you’re going to bump into it. , With affection. You only saw her husband now looks talented and talkatively elegant, but forgot that he was also a hairy boy back then, wearing glasses and wearing a bird's nest. You have only seen them rushing to each other now, you and me, but you never realize that they have also gone through the ups and downs of the running-in period. No matter what kind of feelings, they have not experienced time, they are empty talks after all. We wasted so much time on the road of chasing, easily giving up every opportunity to try, even if the one appeared, a quick glance, missed it, missed it.
Having said that, I came to the topic of this article, 500 days with summer. It's a good movie, handsome guy, beautiful girl, good music, good plot...just about this theme, sorry, full of crap.
What would I do if I were a screenwriter? Five years later, Tom and Summer met again at the top of the mountain. Tom is riding his child on his neck, holding one hand with Autunm, two children running around, Summer is still pure and pleasant, dressed in Audrey Hepburn style, saying hello, embarrassing and speechless, and Goodbye, turned around, the camera took Summer's hand, and the shiny ring had disappeared. From the outside of the picture, Maybe Summer is right, there never exists an "the one".
I just don't want to see the beauties so much, why they can be so messy and get a happy ending in the end. They are the ones who gave us so many unrealistic romantic fantasies. In the movie, Summer is really an out-and-out beauty, pure and cute, unconventional, even girls seem to be tempted. Whatever a beautiful girl does, she will be forgiven, even if she likes that stupid, even if she is moody and inexplicable, even if she plays Tom around her waywardly and selfishly, even if she just wants to have a relationship and don’t want to make any commitment... No matter what she does, Will not hinder her cuteness. So, if you are a beauty like summer, with a large number of men chasing behind you, then you can have this dream about the one, maybe accidentally, you can meet your the in which cafe you are. one. After all, for beautiful women, the probability of finding a husband in a cafe is much higher. But for most of us, the probability of this kind of thing happening is almost zero. It is nothing more than a classmate becoming a lover, or a colleague becoming a lover, or a blind date becoming a lover. So don't believe in the love stories of those beauties in movies and TV. It is already rare to meet someone who likes you. If you happen to not hate him, then grab it, maybe it turns out that he is the one!
Today, I have successfully evolved from the green apple three years ago to a rotten tomato. If there is any definite growth, it is that the belief in the one has long since collapsed. I am willing to try blind date at the beginning, even if it is not so perfect, I am willing to interact more, and no longer easily deny a person. I am willing to maintain my high profile, but I don't want to be lonely and pity for it. Maybe after experiencing more people, I will understand what the one looks like?
And the story of prying the corner at the beginning, just let it go. Since he is willing to waste time on me, I am also happy that someone can play and amuse myself. To put it in a fashionable sentence, whoever is serious will lose.
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