Faye Wong’s "The Flowing Years" sang: “If you can’t keep it, you can’t count as a fleeting year. Which year will change your life.” A peaceful life can be broken in an instant. When the eyes are facing each other again, the past is flying in my heart. Pain, or happiness? Even if I don't want to look back again, even if I want everything to end without recurring, but at that moment, it is already indistinguishable from being in a dream or in reality.
Time flies, and among the fragments of memories one after another, it is gradually clear that not only the pain, but also the physical memory is clear again. I always believe that this is a more real feeling. It is not like a dream or an event. It makes people feel unable to grasp anything. Only the memory of the body that has been touched will clearly and faithfully let you know what pain is. And happy. When the physical memory is awakened by struggling and defiant contact, I realize that life is nothing but a circle, and the starting point is back to the end.
The gift of the Nazis, a bloody head, was presented after a feast of singing and dancing in her flesh. He said that this is not a lewd story, but a biblical story. Seeing this, I laughed, yes, no matter who it is, angel or devil, I feel that my love is pure and beautiful. Like us, people in reality don't all think that the love that happens to ourselves is the most unique and beautiful? In fact, the story is still an old story, but the protagonist keeps changing. In the end, I found out that what I thought was unparalleled in the world, but they were all mediocre. In the movie, they are indeed unparalleled in the world. Who can resist the temptation of life and prove that death is just a physical game? I think you can’t, and neither can I. After all, we are too mundane.
"I love you", the price is too heavy, people nowadays have long been used to escape the shackles of such love. Don't say that he is abusive, but she is abusive, they only experience the highest physical harmony of happiness when they are mentally abnormal. The social turmoil made it impossible for them to love each other normally. They can only experience their own happiness in one game after another. When the happiness is so clear, I can't help but doubt that they had love at that time. When he raised his hand to hit her, she didn't flinch, she knew he was going to say later-I love you. She knew his love, otherwise how could she stay with him so firmly to the last moment? Maybe I didn't realize it when I was separated, but now the meeting again ignites the memory of the body, but it makes love clearer.
At this moment, I am really at a loss. What is the basis of love? Is it spiritual happiness or physical happiness? This reminds me of the last scene in Paradise Lost: She said: In the summer of 38, I met you and fell in love. He said: When I was 50, I fell in love with a woman for the first time. She said: In the winter of 38 years old, I will be with you forever. He said: Always together. ...So everything changed. What changed was not only life but also life, embracing each other in a posture that could not be separated from each other. How many people in love have such courage? If you can't have fun in life, you have to be happy in death.
I remember, a friend said to me, "My heart is always beating, but it has never been for me, for the person I love deeply, then does he know that the living I was born for him? I'm just afraid to find The wrong object made herself a joke." So, she has yet to find a fulcrum for her feelings. They all found someone worthy in the movie, right? In the end, they proved their love to the world in such a decisive way.
This is not normal love, it is called sadomasochism.
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