The first time I watched "Famous Around the World" was when I was a sophomore in high school. My director and teacher showed this film to our classmates and asked us to write a film review. To this day, I have long forgotten what was written in the film review at that time. I guess it should be a serious analysis in terms of narrative techniques and shooting angles. At that time, after watching the movie, I dreamed of going to a similar art school, dancing on the table in the cafeteria with everyone, playing music with a few like-minded friends, drinking and having fun together, and then working hard and pursuing my dream set off. Maybe a little tired, but the whole body exudes light like stars, shining brightly on the endless dream-seeking road.
So, what about now?
Now I am a junior, and by the second half of 2020, I will be a senior. Over the years, I haven't had a good time playing, I haven't studied hard, let alone chasing my dreams, and it's been like this for three years. I still remember when I was in my third year of high school, I went to bed at one or two o'clock in the evening, and at 7:15 in the morning, there was still early self-study, just to make up for my cultural knowledge from the first year to the third year of high school. I wanted to go to a university instead of a junior college. I always felt that As for art students, it seems that they don't really need the grades in the culture class. Only later did they realize what they had missed when they started to study.
In the first exam after the make-up class in senior three, I only got 5 in mathematics. What is the concept of 5? A multiple-choice question is worth five points. Except for this multiple-choice question that I got right, I can write a name, class, and "solution" for the entire paper. I can't even solve a quadratic equation in one variable, let alone a solution, and I can't even read it. At that time, I might have been able to write a lot of film reviews, to be able to comment on the spot, to host, to recite, and to be able to perform performances that liberate my nature, but I just couldn’t solve the most basic quadratic equation. I cried and cried, made trouble, and complained, but in the end, I pressed all my emotions and put my heart on it.
The reasons for my efforts are of course various, one of which is my emotional problems. My boyfriend at the time was an online lover. He was a freshman and I was a senior in high school. He was a clear and true academic master, and I was also a clear and true academic scumbag. Very bloody, elementary school scumbags study hard for college dominance, want to go to the same school, or in the same city. Then the university bully told her, I don't want to affect your study, let's break up. A student who has no emotional experience begins to doubt himself, is he not good enough? Because the grades are not good enough? Still not pretty enough? It's strange to say that if someone else was dumped by someone else's beloved boyfriend, he might be at a loss. I don't. I have to study hard, and I want him to see me again, not with eyes, but with my heart. In the end, I couldn't go to the city he was in, but the results of the college entrance examination were quite gratifying. I should be happy, but sometimes I'm not so happy.
The last contact with him was on October 20, 2017, when I turned 18, he said to me, happy birthday. I chatted with him on the phone for more than an hour, talking about amaryllis and other flowers. At the end of the call he said to me, sorry. I returned to him with tears in my eyes, it doesn't matter, the loved one doesn't need to apologize. Sometimes when I think of it, I laugh at myself. I want to be a dog licker, but I don't want others to have a noble character. I don't even have the opportunity to do it. It's a funny thing.
The effort at that time was an effort with a clear goal, and all the effort was put into the university entrance examination. Who ever wanted to enter the university only to find out that this is not the case. In a real university, you can't stand on the table and dance. Whether it's in the cafeteria or in the classroom, if you go there, it's not someone looking for music or dancing with you, but the doubts of passers-by: Are you shooting a video? ? The aunt in the cafeteria shouted: Come down, that classmate! After entering the university, I am really confused, because you can have countless choices. I am not afraid that you will go down, because sooner or later, you will go up. I am afraid that like me, I dare not go down, but I don’t know how to go up. It floated and floated in the middle, and it floated until it was approaching graduation.
When watching a movie, I always envy the various people in the movie, their attitude to life, and their way of life. But if you can, who doesn't want to be a person with attitude, who doesn't want to live the way they want in this world. It is the first time for everyone to be a human being, and they are all stumbling forward in this world. They may take some detours, but in the end, they all reach the same goal. The beginning and the end are the same, and the process is different. It would be a pity not to leave some memories in the limited years.
In fact, I am still lucky, because I like "The Prince of Tennis" and joined the tennis team, where I met a bunch of sincere friends. We climbed the mountain together, took photos together, camped at the cable car platform at the top of the mountain, and had a drink with the staff of the cable car station; we went to the amusement park together, and I was shivering at the entrance of the haunted house waiting for them, who refused to enter the haunted house. I bought an ice cream but found that it broke in the middle. After the end, I ate a big meal near the playground; I went to the museum together, and my feet hurt in the evening. Then I suddenly remembered that I didn’t book a hotel, but I couldn’t book a hotel. Had to sleep in Internet cafes.
In the end, this film review was written for myself, so I took the name "Sorrows and Joys Are Not Connected". How should I put it, I always feel that I often read this film review, maybe I have the courage to struggle forward in the mud, even if it is difficult, let it be difficult. In the end, I will definitely live as I like. Maybe others don't like me like that, but it doesn't matter. At that time, I will no longer care if others like me or not.
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