Watching "THE LOST CITY", I actually want to learn about the history and music of Cuba. "Havana"---the association that has brought me has never been more than just the richness of the cigar. But it may be because it contains too much politics and history. Although the movie also has a plot to watch and the music is good, the result still makes me see THE END in a half-dream and half-awake period. So what I want to talk about here is not about the movie itself, but about getting lost. For some reason, this title made me think of this topic naturally, although it is a bit off topic.
There should always be a period or even a few fragments of lost time in a person's life, long or short, depending on each person's good fortune. It may be for a certain person, it may be for a certain event, or it may be for a certain item. Some people are addicted to it and have endless joy; some are forced to do it, and are extremely painful; some are mixed with joys and sorrows, and contradictory. In any case, there is always a little unconsciousness, because there is no ego. Only when you really come out will you be relieved from the past, and that experience can often help you grow. If you are sober and lost, you will often struggle to adjust your unbalanced mind. In fact, life that is too sober is quite hard, because you see everything clearly, so what else can inspire your enthusiasm? Perhaps, life or a period of lost years in life may not be completely bad, as long as you can grasp the direction and get out of the lost path. Or perhaps, your life experience has been enriched a lot because of this.
Wu thought of Haruki Murakami, a master of description of the loss: "Everyone has a forest of their own. The lost person is lost, and the people who meet will meet again." Or straight, or curved, or curved, ,,, The lost way of,, and uncertainties is your only way.
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