Soulmate asked me last night: They started shouting decades ago, why is the world so bad now?
Rock and roll is just a pair of gentle hands touching this cruel world. It is as fragile and sensitive as the tentacles of a snail, and even hugging each other is full of hesitation and anxiety. The final song "free as a bird" in the eighth episode of The Beatles' documentary Anthology was a work that was not recorded in time when the four of them broke up decades ago. The deceased left behind a precious soundtrack, and the remaining three wore headphones as if they were before. Only the dead are forever young. The camera shoots up like a feather in Forrest Gump (and like a fish swimming in the air), over the Thames, over the port of Liverpool, over the cavern club, over their room, where they are Childhood smiles. Feather is as slow as a light kiss in these places, I know it wants to stay forever in every place, but who do you expect the passing time to stop for? Dream it. But I will always believe what Paul used to comfort myself: In the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.
Also write a P, let me cry for a while and then cook, my mother can eat ready-made after work .
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