Today is the first day of the rest of your life? Well, that's true of every day except one.The day that you die.
I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me ... but it's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst ...
And then I remember. .. to relax, and not try to hold on to it. And then it flows through me like rain. And I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life. You have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure. Don't worry ... you will someday.
I saw the middle-aged man staring at the family photo warmly at the table with the rose bouquet. Put it down slowly, and then the rose blooms in the corner of the wall. The desktop is red and flowing.
I see, you are smiling.
I see your heart. I saw the Firebird sports car I finally got, with bright lines; I saw Jane, who was still a doll, with fireworks splashing all over; I saw Caroline’s beautiful and presumptuous smile and her hair dancing; I saw the corner flying. The plastic bag does not stop.
You are saying: I am already saving my life and life, why is it too late.
"I heard that one second before death, his life will flash before his eyes. First of all, it is not a second, but an endless time. For me, my life is lying on the grass. I watched the meteor shower, the yellow maple leaves on the street, or the paper-like skin on my grandma's hands, and the first time I saw Tony Cousin, the brand new Firebird sports car. And Jane, Jane. Also, Caroline. I guess I should be angry when I die, but the world is so beautiful and I shouldn’t be angry all the time. Sometimes I can’t bear it after watching it once, and my heart is like a full balloon that bursts at any time. Later I Remember to relax and don’t always want to hold on. All the beauty washes me like rain, making me grateful for my humble and stupid life every moment. You must not know what I’m talking about , Don't worry, you will understand one day."
I heard you talking to me, and that happened to be all I wanted to say.
It feels good to cry. Why does happiness seem to be available but far away. I am like the middle-aged man who has been tired of his life, and finally longs for stability and happiness. It's just that life can't be saved, just waiting for you to sink and disappear without a trace. At that moment, I finally knew what I wanted, I really wanted it. But I was exhausted, and only a weak smile was left.
"Thank you for being in my stupid life." Do you know the sadness.
But I understand, I understand both. That's what I want to have.
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