After watching Guardians of the Galaxy 2, I really like it. The kind of agile, fresh and pure friendship and love makes me, a recently frustrated, vulgar woman, can’t help but gear up. I really want to write a film review and express my heart. Let me briefly describe my endless love for science fiction and science by aliens in the universe and outer space. So, I built a playlist for the episodes of the movie, looping endlessly to find some inspiration. Ten or twenty songs of Melody are in the past, and there is only one lyrics left in my mind-Brandy, you are a fine girl
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The sailor said "Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl)
"What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl)
"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea"
Brandi, you are a good girl, and you will also be a good wife, but my life, my love, and my woman are the sea. Brandi is a barmaid in a port town. The man she loves is a sailor from afar. The sailor loves the sea more than Brandi, but she still talks a lot of nonsense with her, and even makes her wear a moment. Silver necklace with his name on it (there will be no hard and wide of Croxing here).
Translate this passage into a modern context, or it could be---
Wife, I love you, but I need to fight for my career. Believe me, I will let you live the best life in the future... (Ten years later, he is still starting a business, smiling)
Baby I love you, but this company training only selected me as a talent. What a great honor this is. You can rest assured that I will do well in the two years in the United States... (After half a year, his FaceTime broke up with you)
Dear, you know that I have nothing to do with you, but I have invested three years of hard work on this project, and now is the time to give it a go... (So from marriage to divorce, you undertake all the work, before the divorce You only met him in the Civil Affairs Bureau in the last six months)
Want to swear? Do you want to strangle him? Want to castrate him?
But... Brandy, you are a fine girl, what a good wife you would be...
When you love him, he takes you to the beach, telling his ideals and love.
You look into his passionate and dreamy eyes, and try to understand:
Yes, the tide rises and falls,
Sunlight and shadow are different every second,
How fascinating is his dream...
Tell yourself, I understand him.
Therefore, his dream is my dream.
I will support him, wait for him, and continue to love him.
In the movie, Igo asked Pete's mother to wait for him to die from brain cancer. BTW, the culprit behind Pete’s mother’s brain cancer happened to be Igo, the man who made her wait for a lifetime. In real life, this is definitely not a science fiction story.
When I was in elementary school, there was nowhere to go after school. My mother asked me to go to a neighbor’s house to do homework and wait for her to pick me up after get off work. Thinking about it now, the old aunt of the neighbor is a woman in her forties but still a girlish heart. Her daily homework is listening to the tape recorder, which will play those lingering 80s popular golden songs. Occasionally she also reads a book, reading a shabby "Dream of Red Mansions". She has no children, and she has a husband who is said to have been in the United States for more than ten years. Her husband sends money to her and his parents every month, and attaches a text message. Sometimes when she listens to the song, I will turn on the TV and watch it. She will severely teach me that girls must have good grades, so that when my husband goes to study in the United States in the future, I can keep up with her husband's footsteps. Go abroad.
Then somehow, the old aunt sold the house and rented it again. It is said that her family couldn't stand it and opened a small supermarket for her. The old aunt moved a chair in front of the supermarket with a layer of powder on her face, her eyes getting more and more trance. Children like to go to her to buy things, she often miscalculates, buying a popsicle will give you a popsicle. After another year or two, she suddenly disappeared.
I didn't know that she had cancer until she graduated from junior high school, and her family didn't know exactly what cancer was. But a person with cancer has a high fever every day without knowing that he is sick. He still listens to her husband’s recorded songs every day in a daze. My mother said that she was a lover, so I shouldn't be like her when I grow up. My mother looked at me seriously, "Women still have to rely on themselves in the end, women still have to be smart."
When I was in college, there was a girl in our college. She fell in love for some reason. She fell in love with a senior who was about to study abroad soon. The boy soon went abroad. He was two or three grades higher than us. He went to the United States to read a master's degree. Logically speaking, she is a very, very good boy. The girl in our college will have that kind of idiot smile every time she mentions her boyfriend's college major.
The boys just went there, there must be a lot of things. When there is a problem with renting a house, you should use QQ voice for girls. When the scores are not good, you should use QQ voice for girls. When you leave the library for the first time at night, you should use QQ voice for girls... (It’s really not The advertisement of QQ Voice was that there was only QQ Voice in that era...) The girl looked more and more haggard. With a time difference of 12 hours, his day was the girl’s night. Boys often stay up late again. When we were in the big class of the dean of more than 11 noon, the boys’ voice phones often came in. The girls had to stand on tiptoes, cat on the waist, and sneak out through the back door. For the last final exam, the girl didn't know what was wrong, and she missed a core course exam, and that course would not be retaken until two years later. She almost delayed her graduation.
We originally thought that this long-distance relationship that lasted for two or three years would really be a success. When a boy graduates with a master's degree and a girl graduates with a bachelor's degree, the boys will come back to see her from the United States. The girl was so excited. We all knew that her boyfriend was coming back in the female dormitories next to us. She was going to buy some nice dresses and high heels. On the day we took the graduation photo, the boy was sitting behind us with the girl’s newly bought bag on his buttocks. He performed well that day and did not directly propose a breakup, but the signs of the breakup have been clearly and unmistakably expressed.
The girl made a small request before he returned to China, hoping that her boyfriend would help him purchase Clinique's three-piece skin care products. When the boy came back, he was empty-handed, telling the girl that he hadn't found Clinique in the city. The boy made another request, facing the girl, solemnly: My Ph.D. has three to four years to graduate. I plan to work in the Bay Area after graduation. If you can’t come to the United States, the distance between the two of us will be getting bigger. You think carefully.
The girl crying Ewha brought rain during that time. After that, she frequently appeared in the study room and library during the graduation season, and she planned to quickly take the American postgraduate entrance examination. Then, when I graduated from graduate school, the girl was finally admitted to graduate school in Hong Kong. The boy broke up in the last year of her application.
In my last relationship, boys said something similar to me.
He said, Mu Nan, you are really a good girl, and I really hope you can stay by my side.
He also said that there are many opportunities in the United States. My business has just started, and I hope you can support me.
I looked at him, sweating constantly, and almost blurted out the word "OK" on my lips.
I don't trust long-distance relationships, but I trust him.
I trust him, but I trust myself more.
I think I don't need you to tell me that I am a good girl.
Of course I am a good girl, I have my own sea, I have my own boat, I have a plan for my voyage, and I have my route. I leave, I come back, I settle down in my favorite harbor.
One day when you are ready for your planet, you tell me, Brandi, I will come to pick you up. I will happily drive my own spacecraft to travel around on your planet.
On that day, I will look at you proudly and dotingly:
Oh, Igo, you are a fine boy.
In fact, Kamora is a good girl, and she can also comfort Pete that you are a fine boy.
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