Hearing the touching songs in the play is like being taken into a time-space tunnel. Suddenly I thought of SJ, the old friend I met by sharing music on qq.
After watching it, I came to my senses. It wasn't all music. Her life was shorter than mine. It seems to have an indescribable coincidence with this drama. From an alternative girl who rebelled and left home under the strict patriarchal power, to a young woman who is ignorant and desperate for love, or sacrifice is not an exaggeration, to a growing woman who slowly awakens and stands with fists. The twists and turns of the plot should have ended when I came here, but fate often makes fun of people, just like this restless drama and the heart-wrenching second season. Her untimely death cannot be said to be a tragic existence, but rather a weak yet solemn protest against the general fate of contemporary women. I heard the sound of this.
The awakening of female consciousness is like the first leg that is struggling to stand up, and the rebalancing of the relationship between the sexes is the other leg, which will inevitably follow without prioritization.
In 2020, I will miss you, SJ.
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