His irritability, his impulse, his willfulness, gathered into such a fleshy, wild man, destined to be with this bold, romantic, passionate woman. As Gellhorn said, they were together because of the war, and when the war was over, there was a war between them. Two people who are so the same can never stay together for a long time. They do not exist for each other, but their love is an absolute fact. When two people realized that they could not go back, any words seemed so pale and feeble. I really loved you. It was a heart that had taken root, cut off the tangled vine, tore out the bare stem, flesh and blood. Separation, I can't imagine how painful it is.
What I saw was a woman like a tough guy who lives for humans; there is also a man with iron blood and tenderness. When he points a pistol to his forehead for his beloved woman, his world has changed. After seeing everything in the world, faith finally couldn't hold up that heavy body. That bullet should bloom a beautiful flower and write the last chapter for life.
And she is still her at last, with countless helplessness in her heart, she has to carry a small backpack and go out for all the people. In the last scene, the old woman became the same him as she used to be, the one who could still get up at 6 o'clock in the morning to type no matter how much wine she drank, I think, this made her look like herself.
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