When you were a piano tuner in Princeton, he was already in college at Princeton; when you were still living in a cold and damp basement, he would have been comfortable on the beach in a small town in Europe; when you were running for the daily vitality , he is still thinking about whether to pick this chick today. . .
Those ordinary people spend most of their lives and work hard to get things, but rich people can't get it.
It's all unfair because he's got a rich dad and he's a piece of crap except for that surname.
Playboys have no heart, you can like the saxophone today, and you want to play drums tomorrow; say I love you to your fiancee today, and throw yourself into someone else’s arms tomorrow; live in a small town today, move to Rome tomorrow; treat you as the only one today Friend, forget your existence tomorrow.
He, selfish and violent, thinks you are boring, he can ridicule you, and get rid of you at any time when you are a burden. In front of him, you have no self-esteem, because everything you have is given by him, it doesn't matter if you have or not.
The funny thing is that this group of rich people always likes to complain about the trouble her surname brings to her. It's easy to talk, but I never know what firewood, rice, oil and salt are.
Ripley succeeded, and he finally succeeded in becoming a rich man by talent, but his behavior was unspeakable. Anyway, he did it, he could sit in first class, see the upper echelons from time to time, and be a part of it.
But God is fair, you have money status but you can no longer have true love. As for the last lover, it can only be the victim of his huge lie. You can never be sure. Without the gorgeous brocade clothes and sunshine, does your lover still love you? Of course, Ripley can't take risks, he must know that everything today is desperately exchanged, so he can only give up in the end, and give up this person who truly loves him to protect himself.
This kind of feeling may only be understood by people like us who live at the bottom. Of course, we will not kill people, but at least we will compromise, and compromise some things that are very precious to us in exchange for the so-called fame and fortune. It is an indispensable thing in life. This is a kind of sadness, and most people who are still struggling on the line of life are sparse and ordinary things. We have long been numb. For us, sadness is worthless, it is better to be practical, and change the reality of a million .
For Ripley, I can't say that I hate him, and I can't say that I agree. In fact, this is the real life portrayal of most people. What else can we evaluate about our own shadow? There is only helplessness, a trace of sadness.
Finally I want to wonder, is he really in love with Dick? Or do you want to be him? very complex emotions
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