'I smell the burnt smell of that midnight fire again, and
I want to feel the heat of the Santa Ana wind.
It's a secret longing,
like a song I can't stop humming,
or like someone dear to me that I'll never have.
No matter where I go,
my compass always points west, and
I always know what time it is in California. '
Watching this movie, I can feel the pain of struggle and growth from beginning to end.
We come into this world, whether poor or glorious, to take on an unpredictable and uncontrollable life. Each step piece together our own body and life. We escape from piles of hurt, and pass through slices of happiness. Those experiences don't burn our skin, but they shape our character. Let us recognize the ultimate loneliness of the individual from this world and the need to put on the armor, open the arms, and be sensitive to find the good in life.
As a woman, when you realize that there is really no one or something in the world that you can depend on forever except your parents, when you gradually wake up in the illusory beauty, you will also reluctantly find that you can only make your own hands become Only by being firm and strong can you adapt to the world without being hurt.
Ingrid is transformed into a poisonous flower after all kinds of uncertainty and injury. No one is born a weapon. No attack and no need for weapons and shields. All damage stems from the original injury. All bad things happen for a reason.
As a woman, a woman who is considered to be weak can only choose to become stronger when tears and grief are cast aside, and after weakness cannot be exchanged for happiness. Become a weapon or a shield, hard, stubborn and ruthless.
What other way, the world originally endowed us with tenderness and sweetness, and set this to be our strength. Later, the world changed, the world no longer needed Cinderella, Cinderella could only become another way.
Fortunately for most of us, loneliness is not complete. Because we all have the compass of life, and we can all find the warmth and trust that will always exist in our hearts. Such as parents, such as beliefs, such as dreams.
Wherever I go,
my compass always points west
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