about "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button".
If it is destined to be such a non-controversial trajectory, then it doesn't matter where we are chosen to start, it doesn't matter where we meet in the dark, and it doesn't matter what kind of form we grow or grow through. It's getting old.
Come, let's draw this weird figure.
Where do I write it? At a loss, as if it was not bad. Then let this woman place me at this point in time and space in a pool of blood. The only mission of the woman in this life is to bring me here. I can't even call her a "mother".
At the beginning of the story, the crowds moved to the left, but I was cursed and blessed and moved to the right.
Then time was surging, wave after wave pushed the boat of life forward.
An angel rescued me and became my mother. If she thinks I am a miracle, then I will stay strong. Her love and faith warm my aging, wrinkled skin, which is different from ordinary babies, and fragile. Bones. This is my home. There is a home, which is the only request from the woman who brought me to the starting point to my biological father. That man did it, and he took me to find a home. Although he himself was so cowardly at the moment, we don’t blame it. Maybe the fault was with me. , Not in him.
This home is a place where time crisscrosses. Everyone grows old here, and I alone grow up here. Traveling through crowds and time and space, I have never complained about my growth that is different from ordinary people. After all, there are many strange things, such as an old man who has been struck by lightning seven times, and many people who want to live are in a kind of Forced to die during the war.
But when I met those bright and crystal eyes, I hesitated. At that time, I was also young, and I didn't understand the feelings that were suffocating in the blink of an eye. Years later, when my lips stopped on her cheeks that had been burned by time again, the pain was so painful that I couldn't grow old together.
No one can blame the ruthlessness of time, and no one can blame the butterfly effect accumulated in a moment by the behavior of strangers. Now it's somewhat fateful, like you accidentally saw my film review about "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button."
We walked alone for so long, and finally,
even if I am counterclockwise, and you are the instantaneous needle, there will always be a moment when we will meet
As if there is another moment, we are destined to separate again.
I am still a miracle, and I finally grow old in your warm arms. When I approach the end, I can't remember many things with exhaustion, but left a magnificent story that gave you the continuation of my life.
Come, let us appreciate that we drew the graphics, so simple and perfect, never straight, but always moving forward.
Thinking of it, there are just a few things in one body.
Some people come, some people go.
Some people can write such stories, and some people can make such movies.
Some people are moved and then write film reviews.
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