Despair of communication

Matilda 2022-01-12 08:01:56

Many people are used to duplicity, which is a social choice.

Facing a nasty face, your face is full of joy, because he has mastered your life and death; facing a favorite face, you pretend to be reserved, because you are afraid of being seen through and being rejected, and your face is sweeping; facing an annoying face Face, you are amiable, because you are afraid that others will say that you are cold-eyed and mean to disadvantaged groups; facing a warm face, you are cold and indifferent, because you don’t want others to know that you actually care about each other in your heart... Moral constraints, life You think you’re a very sincere person, but when you come home and lie down in bed, you find that you haven’t said a word of truth all day long. In the end, your pretense is It's so good that even you are deceived by you.

But what can be disguised is only the front of you. When you turn around, the back after meeting must be awkward, the back after restraint must be lonely, the back after affection must be far-fetched, and the back after indifferent must be decadent . Just because you can't see, you don't realize it, so you are exposed. When thinking of this, most people will have a chill. The back photos that appeared at the end of "Yi Yi" made people feel infinitely emotional and terrified.

In a society of strangers, everyone is accustomed to protecting themselves. Everyone desires to create an independent space at all times, a space where no one but themselves can enter. So many people add doors after doors to their homes, and never invite others to visit, even if someone comes, never take them to visit abcdef; so many people would rather risk staying on the elevated bridge for several hours Risk, stay in your car, because it’s a small fortress of your own; so many people in the subway would rather wear headphones to listen to some boring music than have a little eye contact with people around them, because The interruption of sound at least makes people feel immersed in their own world.

Because you are too accustomed to the social mentality of strangers, you start to feel uneasy about anyone except yourself. You even put a thick protective cover on yourself among acquaintances and even friends. You are unwilling to tell your friends about your distress, you are unwilling to exchange opinions with your friends, and you don't even want to admit your feelings to people you like. After closing all the ways that may let your true thoughts leak out, you think you are protected, but in fact you just closed yourself, unsuccessfully closed yourself.

When the male protagonist finally said to his first love, "I have never loved anyone except you", I thought that something would happen, but all he waited for was the other party's leave without saying goodbye. It may be lack of courage, or it may be disappointment. In short, when you lifted up your courage and tore off your own mask, the other party seemed to have lost the determination to wait, or after you were honest with your heart, the other party retracted your protection. In the shell, this is a maddening black humor!

Yesterday in the subway, I heard a blind man pulling Erquan to reflect on the moon, his technique was jerky and his voice was blunt, but there was a sadness in it—just like many people’s lives: awkward, miserable, and perhaps a bit tragic. But by no means perfect.

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Yi Yi: A One and a Two... quotes

  • Ota: Why are we afraid of the first time? Every day in life is a first time. Every morning is new. We never live the same day twice. We're never afraid of getting up every morning. Why?

  • Yang-Yang: I'm sorry, Grandma. It wasn't that I didn't want to talk to you. I think all the stuff I could tell you... You must already know. Otherwise, you wouldn't always tell me to 'Listen!' They all say you've gone away. But you didn't tell me where you went. I guess it's someplace you think I should know. But, Grandma, I know so little. Do you know what I want to do when I grow up? I want to tell people things they don't know. Show them stuff they haven't seen. It'll be so much fun. Perhaps one day... I'll find out where you've gone. If I do, can I tell everyone, and bring them to visit you? Grandma, I miss you. Especially when I see my newborn cousin who still doesn't have a name. He reminds me that you always said you felt old. I want to tell him that I feel I am old, too.