When I was young, I felt that I was very sensible, but this sensibility did not really make me happy.
When I was in kindergarten, I had a cold and I had to go to the hospital for an injection. Little children are afraid of pain and refuse to get an injection. Seeing other children crying and crying and asking their parents to buy toys for him, I am obedient. I think too, timidly telling my mother, "I want a superman..." Mom said, "It's expensive, wait for more. I can buy it for you with some money." I refused, crying desperately. Mother sighed and frowned, not knowing what to do. I felt bad when I saw her distressed. My mother is also very hard at work, why should I do this? Finally, I said: "Mom, I don't want Superman anymore..." Mom smiled comfortedly and said, "It's so good!" I still cried during the injection, because of the pain and because there is no Superman, I still really want it.
When I was in elementary school, I had a tyrant female classmate who didn't know why she was unhappy. I gave her a very fragrant eraser and told her to stop crying. She was very moved and gave me 10 yuan, saying that she would buy food for me after school. At that time, 10 yuan was really a huge sum of money for us elementary school students. I was so happy. After school, I went crazy with a good friend of mine in the small shop next to the school and bought more than 5 yuan of snacks. The two cheered and jumped home. I didn't know how my dad knew about it, and he sternly scolded me and asked me where the money came from. I said timidly, "Classmates..." He asked back, "Didn't I teach you not to take other people's things casually?" I cried in fright, speechless. He was still not satisfied. That night, he drove me to the female classmate's house on a motorcycle to return the money to them. I cooperated throughout the process, and apologized to others with a little bit of crying, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't take your money." Although the female classmate was stunned throughout the process, she still recovered the money. When I got home, my dad praised me, and he was a good boy if he knew his mistakes. But I was not happy at all, just like I was not sincere at all to apologize at that time, because I knew that if I could start again, I would still accept the ten dollars.
Now that I am 26, I know that good sons and good people still have to continue to pretend. For example, I never come to work late and leave early. I don’t think it’s a big deal. It was not until it rained that my house was flooded and I was late for a few minutes and was talked about by people from the company. The degree is higher than that of those who are on average twice a week late. For example, when I go out with my parents, they want me to greet my neighbors, and I will also call my uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters, grandpa and aunt. This is not my true heart, so I will be low when I meet them alone I walked by without saying a word, so they would say that I was cold and rude. However, I don’t know what it means to be a child. I have been depressed since I was a child, and I dare not do a lot of things I want to do. Junior high and high school want to skip classes to play game consoles. Others do this, but I didn’t. Others would only be scolded, and I didn’t have any praise. , The teacher said, in the future, you people (playing out of class and playing game consoles) will definitely be worthless, but now, they are still doing a low-paying job like me, even after joining the class teacher in the elementary school WeChat group, she All I remember were those who had skipped class, had fights, had scolded teachers, and those who were well-behaved (including me) took a lot of effort to remember. I asked my mother, what is the point of pretending to be good for so many years? My mother said, you just don't know how people outside praise you. I said, since I don't know, what's the use? Besides, even if I know how good other people's evaluations of me are, what is the point? I don't need it at all. I don't want everyone to use the moral high ground to measure a me who would at least make me live like myself. My mother did not answer.
I know that I am hypocritical, but I have never expressed my noble sentiments. I admit that I am a gloomy villain from the bottom of my heart, but I feel pitiful. I find that after so many years, it seems that I have even changed. I don't even have the ability to be myself. I dare not say loudly that I don't want, I don't want to, I am not-because this is not something good children can do. I have nothing to do except to obey the country's eight honors and eight shame and our country's thousands of years of moral and ethical regulations.
Let’s talk back to this "What Mitch Knows". In the movie, Mitch is dealing with the parents who seem to love her deeply but are actually blinded by other things in their hearts. Even an outsider like me thinks of her. Very tired, everyone thinks it, right? She is a few-year-old girl under the pressure of four adults. She is like an angel, flawless, saving everyone without a trace of mistakes-making mistakes will make life easier, but like the title of the movie, Mei What does Qi know, what does she know? She has become sensible and knows that she has no capital to make a mistake, because she knows that if she makes a mistake, she will lose all the profound truths that shouldn't belong to her age group. Maybe her parents didn’t really want her custody rights, all they wanted was the triumphant disgust of stealing custody rights from the other party, and the pair of stepfathers and stepmothers who really understood her thoughts about her, she I also know that I don't have any right to ask others to give her. She hasn't asked for anything. Doesn't she want to? She thought, which little girl doesn't want to be a princess at home happily, but she also knows she can't do that. So she just watched everything happening in front of her with her big beautiful eyes, slowly reading to understand, and she also tended to walk her own way carefully without hurting anyone.
Fortunately, the ending is good, and it is not convenient for me to spoil them too much.
I know that my situation is different from hers. She is a real angel. I am just a villain. And I talked about myself in a large section. In fact, there is no special meaning. It is purely because of watching this movie. It turns out that being a well-behaved and sensible child is really tiring.
Very distressed by Mekki, very distressed very distressed, and I, also want someone to feel sorry for me, this is the deepest and truest feeling in my heart.
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