Such a day, the sky is paved with the color of glass, clear. The scariest thing every night is not having nightmares, not thinking about the details of how long ago I watched a ghost movie, but thinking about death. From being able to think for yourself, prolonged sleep loss can lead to many things to think about. The universe is overturned, and all things will leave one day. Don’t people fear death when they get old? I asked myself, I think I should still be afraid of my words. Fear of lemonade that is too sour, and cake that is too sweet, is like fear of sudden death that will survive for a long time one day. Thinking that in a few decades everything will be gone, the vacations I've spent, every sadness and joy I've spent, restraint, and even what my generation has struggled with, can't possibly catch up in the universe A nebula change. The protagonist of a quiet life has been busy with at least one thing and devoted himself to one thing. He died at the end, but I don't see that as a tragedy. Just when he was about to meet love, when his career might have a new turning point, he left. Every time he crossed the road seriously, he bid farewell to the world because of his anxiety. Maybe this is just the right thing. If he crosses the road calmly as usual when he knows that he will have love, then this is not an impulsive feeling, and it cannot be called love. It seems absurd that his first real hope in his life of near-pale boredom ended his life. Think about it, if he didn't die, he married the woman he loved, and so on, he would be spared the bitterness and sweetness of love. He finally died alone, the beloved woman was crying for her father by the side, and everyone at the funeral showed the saddest feelings. The woman waited anxiously during this process, wanting to wait for him to appear, but didn't know that he had been buried deep in the ground. Before writing this essay, I thought I was grieving for him, and the death that just happened was not worth fearing.
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