People in the circle of friends who are engaged in psychology and their surroundings highly praise this film. I also think it's great after reading it! The film lets Miss Happy (LeLe), Miss Sad (Sorrow), Miss Disgust (Disgust), Uncle Angry (Anger), and Mr. Fear (Fear) in charge of us from birth to the present day. This puts medical terms like dopamine, endorphins, and adrenaline aside. Our response to everything is reduced to a game between the five generals of emotions. Either happy, or sad, or mixed with anger and sadness. Seeing certain plots, I can’t help wondering what the emotional five in my mind looks like, and what color flowers are blooming on my character island.
Childhood playmates, adolescent rebellion, distractions in the classroom, the looks of future boyfriends... We grow up day by day in the interlayer of reality and imagination, and each intersecting virtual and real memory creates our different personalities. It's just that as time passed, most of the memory slowly faded and then was thrown into the memory incineration field, turned into a pinch of ashes, released a puff of smoke, and finally the ashes flew and the smoke disappeared. I think you may have forgotten the boy who lived next door to your home and went to school with you every day, the name of the most troublesome classmate in that class, the throbbing of receiving a love letter for the first time, the sharp quarrel with your parents during the rebellious period, and There is an omnipotent hero who exists in the imagination to accompany you to the world and to the world...
Seeing BingBong in the film looking at his forgotten arm, he resolutely chooses to bury himself in the ruins and send Miss Happy back to Riley Around. Can't suppress the tears of the heartache, until the tears are sore and runny. We have countless memories, but each memory is only us. They are waiting to meet us again someday, so that they will not be forgotten, as if they never existed. No matter how extreme the experience is, there will be a day of fading, and you will be beaten into the cold palace. In this way, you will feel like the emperor of the old harem with three thousand beauties. I can’t wait to replay all my experiences from birth to the present in slow motion, and then work hard to remember every moment of every moment and every mood of each person, so that they will not be scattered around the world without a trace.
When I saw Riley’s several character islands faded and collapsed, I seemed to see my shadow: My parents were so disappointed with my dishonesty and integrity, I was jealous and angry because my good friends had other good friends... …Looking back now, maybe this is what life must go through. "How many roads must a man walk down, before we call him a man" is
too hard and heavy to persevere in each memory. We always say that we break through the cocoon and become a butterfly, and the phoenix nirvana. Only through loss can we transform into a better version of ourselves. It is often said that when we grow up overnight, the character island may collapse in an instant, and our mind world has begun to restructure.
Thank you BingBongs in my life! "Who's you friend who loves to play? BingBong! BingBong!"
But they are all getting old, where are they?
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