A tough life needs no explanation

Elias 2022-02-07 14:53:09

Eileen Chang said that life is a gorgeous gown covered with lice.
Baby Anne said that living on the back of anyone is an abyss.
Ou Rong used an absurd and gorgeous story to tell me that sometimes a woman's words are much harder and stronger than a man's muscles.


If your young female friend says to you, I'm fine, we're happy, and describes happiness in detail, don't believe her. Because a young girl in happiness rarely has time to wake up from a happy dream and broadcast to the people around her, how can she have that free time! A certain classmate is lively and cheerful, with a domineering look all day long. The queen is driving to a tiger-like style, but after being drunk, she tells her heartbreakingly how she was subjected to domestic violence, her father spied on her when she was bathing, and the boundless panic during the holidays. A certain young man is obsessed with academics all day long, flaunting his professionalism, erudition, and wisdom, but he also floats a few envelopes of soybean oil in the dead of night, meeting ONS. Such a gentle and lovely girl, there will always be a man, let her bow down to him Under the jeans, kneeling and begging to grab the railing and tearing the sheets, the level of orgasm came one after another. How domineering and majestic sisters, there are times in the past when they turned around and burst into tears.

Suddenly think of the two girls in "Thelma & Louise". On the way, you suddenly realize that your talent is not to be a housewife or a restaurant waitress, but to robbery, intimidate, shoot, race cars, and laugh like a man . When the deserted sands rise, what you see is the rough real world. When the initial and most fundamental defense line is forced to collapse, what you touch is the energy that is about to be released from the backlog of deformation in your heart and body. It comes from life's pursuit of the self, from the pain you have faced in the sea, from your weak senses that have been cocooned by life, and from the last chance you give yourself.

The moment Catherine opened the door to reveal the truth and shot, the host chose to end his life to deeply satirize the vain and greedy relatives who lived around him. At the same time, he also understood that he was also a greedy person who chased desires. So in the end, he died in the innocence of his youngest daughter, in his most primitive and pure youth. The power of lies and greed is like a sharp knife, gouging out your body little by little, but you can't speak, let alone resist. It wasn't until at the end, when the last drop of blood from your heart was plucked out, that you found out that you had been killed by a murderer named Speech.

The simpler the person, the easier it is to be happy. There is not too much imagination, maybe there is, it is just imagination. They look at life very plain, and they will be grateful to God for a little favor. I envy this kind of person, and probably most people would envy him. A peaceful soul also has fewer twists and turns and less suffering. However, I would not do such a person. How can you be unhappy? Living in the turntable of your own destiny, if you are not careful, you will be swallowed by the turntable. Even if you are happy, the soul still cannot find an outlet for freedom. This kind of happiness is blind, so don't let it go.

Living on the back of anyone is an abyss. And we can never walk into the darkness of others.

Only by letting go of everything can we get everything. When we look for the meaning of life, we can only ask for nothing. A sturdy life does not need explanation.

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  • Catherine: Suzon, I forgot one thing. I heard a strange sound. I looked through Augustine's keyhole, and I saw her standing at the mirror with something shiny. I thought nothing of it, but now I'm sure she was sharpening a knife!

    Augustine: You liar! I was holding my mother-of-pearl comb and cleaning it.

    Gaby: At 3:00 am?

    Augustine: Combs never sleep!

  • Suzon: Didn't you say you saw no-one?

    Augustine: I forgot. I went for a drink.

    Gaby: Or a prowl around Marcel's room! What happened?

    Catherine: You'd know if you still slept with Dad.

    Gaby: I'm being judged by my own child!

    Pierrette: That's why I never had any.

    Gaby: Just admit no man ever asked you to.