The first time I saw The Good Girl was the summer night of that year. The black gold train passed by the window clangingly, and the sleepless heat floated my life in the mid-air, unable to find a home, so I looked for it. No way home. Summer, autumn, winter and spring back and forth, reincarnation between falling asleep and waking up again and again, the numbness of life is not like this, I can’t see the future when I look up, and I can’t see the scenery when I look back. .
On the eighteen-year-old tail, I saw my own story written hastily on paper with sky blue pens, foreign words, stories from the ordinary imagination of the right brain. Justin is Jennifer, Jennifer is Rachel, Racheal, and me, struggling powerlessly in confusion and confusion, hers is mine, and mine is lost. There is no way to go out.
That year, Justin was thirty years old, and he met the one in his life, Holden, why the young child was a man, and Justin had no choice but to escape the world as the only excuse. So at the beginning of the story, we saw the end, so this is finally just a story of an ordinary extramarital affair, and finally reduced to mediocrity with the story itself, and can no longer return to the source of the problem.
Why do you miss you? I don't know the answer. Attributing everything to the unspeakable mood is the endorsement of self-denial. The living body is endowed with the soul and should not be given up. It is just because we think so, stick to the unreachable truth, fail, and stick to it. Knowing that he went crazy on the night of the full moon and left this world, it was a break anyway.
When you were a little girl, you thought that the world was full of candies, and when you grew up, you found the vulgar and boring surroundings, day after day, year after year.
Racheal, have you ever been a little girl? Have you ever had a childhood apart from persecution, injury, insults, and exclusion? Have you ever imagined a strawberry-flavored lollipop? Is there any hope that you can hug a doll named Barbie like other little girls, trying to put on her own clothes? Have you ever loved? Have you ever been loved? Have you been young?
When the wind is strong, looking at the rapidly flowing clouds in the sky will still vaguely think of the picture called childhood. Usually there is only an open picture. The young girl runs and loses her shoes and is in the wheat field connected to the sky in the late summer. , Chasing another young figure in the distance, she told him to wait, he didn't stop, just turned around to make a grimace, she screamed loudly, saying that Xiaoyu brother, we won't go home, grandma will hit you again, so the picture Jumping quickly, the little girl curled up at the foot of the bed under the window and was forced to take a nap, listening to the shouts outside and rushing away from far to near.
He said he didn’t dare anymore. She had something like a broom in her hand. I don’t know if she believes him or not. I only know that if he can get up tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, he will definitely appear like a little mouse. The probe came in and asked: "Yuanyuan, do you want to go to Hou Di?"
The words of the memories lost their true colors in the narration over and over again, and they became false and abstract. Whose childhood can be so thin that it can be summarized in one or two pictures? So I believe that this is just my own wishful thinking. I believe that there has never been such a time in my life. I believe that it has grown up from the beginning, vulgar and boring, day after day, year after year. .
Justin's key is Holden, Holden does not have his own key, this is the source of the tragedy. He thought his key was Justin, he thought he could solve everything as long as he was with her. The hero of the story no longer needs to drink pesticides, no longer need to fall from a height, can disappear into the world with the heroine, smile well, and escape everything. However, if you look at his premise, get me, this is simply a mistake. Who can truly understand in this hypocritical world? Holden repeatedly asked Justin to understand him, but does he understand her? He knew how much doubt she had endured, how much reluctance she had lost, and how much peace she had lost in order to be with him. Although she asked for this, is it because Holden is forcing her to a large extent? That's right, she said the first sentence first, she offered to drive him home first, but he seduced her, he gave her a false dream and made her bear the consequences.
He is a neurotic, and so is she, to some extent.
They are of the same kind, yes, they just can't save each other, so they are not suitable in the end.
The second time I watched it, I didn’t shed a single tear. Even when Holden died, the camera swayed into the room from the door and passed to the right of his open eyes. She cried out of control. On the contrary, her pain, his death, and his life continued in her body. What can be a plain life, what can a life be ups and downs, what is my story, not what is it, and suddenly I feel these people. It was not related to me at first, and never related to me. I am Racheal, not Rachel, not Justin, not Jennife, not any of them.
Some women can't divide a man, and some can own two. To some extent, I am willing to take it as a last word. At the misty crossroads, I don’t know if Justin thought about this sentence, did he laugh at her innocence, did I realize that even though they all love She is willing to forgive everything she has done, and is willing to give everything for her. She has only one choice, on the left, repeating the trivial life of procrastination, and on the right, dreaming of a country where the end is gorgeous without knowing the ending.
You know, she chose the left, she went back to the past, she was forgiven by her husband, she got rid of Holden’s childish entanglement in the form of death, she had the child she had always wanted, no one would mention this episode again , The deadly life still belongs to deadly silence. But, has she ever thought about how to tell her daughter about her father, the man with melancholy eyes and lips gently curled up like a girl, who wrote the story, how to tell her that he betrayed him and sent him to death.
Or, she will not say anything, she is a good girl, and her daughter will be the same.
Sorry teacher, I don’t know if this thing I wrote meets your requirements, but after reading something that seems to be thoughtful, trying to tell us something, I can only think of this kind of messy, often incomprehensible. . Holden's death appeared in the most ironic form-live reports, this child who has been trying to escape is dying or the sacrifice of public pastime, that part of the ring finger guitar I don't know if it is to jerky people or to speed up the plot, in short, it sounds to me It was as if Justin's blank eyes were covering up. Her man is dead, her key is dead, her child's father is dead, because of her betrayal, should she be sad at this time, or at least panic?
Her eyes are more hollow than his story, and his death is more boring than his protagonist.
The best ending is that they disappear, but also the worst. Holden couldn't find what to do after this, as if the princess married the prince, there was no other way out except to live happily together, so he should die. Might as well just give up the so-called ideal and go home like Justin, don't have love, don't have hate.
If there is no way to change the world, forget this idea. Numbness is sometimes a good medicine given by God. Survival or death is not a problem. You know, not everyone has the courage to choose the latter, only can suffer from it, just like we are now.
2008-7-10
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