I cried a lot when I watched "A Good Family, Full Moon" and praised one of the TVB screenwriters. Even the quarrel scene was full of blood and tears. It's just that I am anxious to wait for updates every week.
Watching small literary films such as "Margot At The Wedding" and crying, the manic and fat man Jack Black (he used to think he loves to be cheap, but after The Holiday completely changed) after the big wedding and the young girl cheated and slept, his fiancee Pauline Departed in grief and anger. When they arrived in the transit town, the two did not quarrel on the phone, they just couldn't make a sound. At that moment, the feeling of powerlessness was very heavy.
Love doesn't stop, it's just the fragility and greed of human nature that allows betrayal to take advantage of.
I have read a passage before, which roughly means:
betrayal does not necessarily mean having sex with someone.
When talking with friends of the opposite sex, they are uncontrollably intimate, revealing the secrets of the lover.
There was a problem with their relationship and they didn't meet their lover frankly, but ran to talk to the friend of the opposite sex who admired them.
After I have a lover, I still happily return the text messages sent by my ex-girlfriend or ex-boyfriend at night, ambiguous, excited, depressed, casual chatting, hushing for warmth, seeking comfort, etc.
Think about ourselves, whether we have encountered it more or less, or become the betrayer, the initiator of the incident.
My belief in the past was that if you cheat, you will die and there will never be a chance to stand up. Now that I am getting older, I realize that there are people with one eye open and one eye closed everywhere.
I have been asked many times what to do if my future partner cheats. Thinking carefully about my character, it is inevitable to tear my face and I can’t do it blindly.
And forgiveness is just whether you love enough.
I have also heard stories about the derailment between old couples and old wives, which recalled the heart of the prodigal son with frankness and tolerance.
At first, like many people, I was attracted by Nilcole's red tweed hat and the composition with a lot of white space.
However, I have seen this morbid defect of the family, and there are a lot of quarrels and intimacy of unknown meaning in the play, but when they are together, they are balanced in contradiction. Isn't that family in "Peacock"?
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