He is arrogant and likes women. The first long-term close lover was casually betting with friends on the beach, unable to talk, but loving him wholeheartedly. In the end he ran away, unable to bear such love. I have been living wantonly, always repeating those words, I am an artist. Will have a whim, let myself sit on the moon, fall slowly, surprise the audience. Because of fear, he fell out of the moon seat in embarrassment. Funny and embarrassing, it is indeed a life experience that an artist should have. Disdainful of the shackles of life, drink, love women, and spend all his energy to buy his own car.
He is married, but his wife has cheated again, and comforting herself is that her writer's sensitive nerves are seeking inspiration for writing. One day, the excitement of her liking him because of his theft will fade over time, and she will fall in love with another gangster who has a more exciting experience. Flash marriage is like a guarantee that binds each other together, but after all, the two hearts are far apart. This marriage is reduced to a product of hormonal impulse. It seems that I am trying very hard to live out myself, but I seem to be lost in the music. I have nothing except music. It is hard to imagine that he used the guitar to write all the emotions in his life, and finally smashed the guitar to pieces. In what mood he ended this seemingly dreamy bubble.
I asked myself, does he have a wonderful life? On the surface, it seems that his talents are affirmed, seen, appreciated, and he can support himself with the things he likes. But it also seemed that the last loss that brought a woman to watch the train again, but no one was willing to respond enthusiastically, was the background color of his life. A life of sadness, lack of love, arrogance, and loss.
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