The cruelty of war is that we are powerless to face life, family, and love. Thinking of the love of the city again, the war in Hong Kong made Liusu and Fan Liuyuan hesitate to turn against each other. Life, death and parting are major events that are not under our control. How small, how small we are, compared to the forces of the outside world! But we have to say: 'I will always be with you, and we will never leave for the rest of our lives', as if we were the masters ourselves. Fan Liuyuan spit out this sentence on the phone. At that moment, the scene with the German girl at the end of the film singing in the tavern, the soldiers crying, and Dax watching silently outside the door, slowly blended in my heart. .
We all want to change things too much, but it's not that easy. We are so insignificant in the face of fate. The people who clearly wanted to be together and who clearly wanted to protect were instantly destroyed by a landslide and a sense of powerlessness. The oath is the saddest, the mountains have no edges, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder shakes, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, but the promises made by you are all sad things that cannot be fulfilled. But the more it can't be achieved, the more we have to try to prove it, but the words prove our determination, but the reality proves our helplessness.
Many times, we want to love more people, and sometimes we want to stop loving them at all, but in fact, many feelings are selfish in themselves, always thinking: I am good to him, he wants to be as good to me, but I love you , you don't love me, what can I do? It's like death, we want to escape it, but we can never escape it, because we are destined to avoid some things, either give up, accept it, or we can only make ourselves sad.
No wonder Cao Zhi said: I am willing to be the southwest wind and die in the arms of the king. At least the weather can still be felt in reality, and I can look forward to the next life to realize the things that I can't do but try my best in this life, and I can simply express my feelings instead of disappointing each other.
But whoever reads that the west wind is cool alone, Xiao Xiao Huang Ye closes the sparse window. When I blow, you are not there.
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