a tangled topic

Life is just such a babble, maybe I participated in the production of subtitles, and I feel that these incomplete and overlapping dialogues are simply covering the entire page, but thinking back, this is the truth, and life is like this. In the beginning, it was aimed at Netflix, and there may be a small amount of gimmicks aimed at the blooming Yan and the drive at every turn in the play. Seems to be able to understand something after watching it. The deepest impression is the fifth episode, the neurotic illustrator old man reminds me of the old Wu in Annie Hall, some paranoid, some humorous and endless, the stories are too simple to be simple, about the sex of marriage for many years Unhappy couples talk about a 3P dating from a dating app, and about their ex-boyfriends who can’t be forgotten but won’t be together...Everyone has this experience, it’s normal, but who can imagine what’s in the middle, the reason is unknown Unclear thoughts may just be the occasional noise of life and emotion, like accidentally playing the wrong note, singing the wrong melody, a sudden break... The question is do we really need to figure it out? What if you figure it out? For this world, is there really a need to struggle?
But how do you know you're alive if you don't struggle? Can those little tricks hidden in the bottom of my heart really sleep peacefully for ten thousand years until they are buried in the ground? How do we face ourselves? Honesty is bound to hurt, but is it good to pretend it isn't?
In the fifth episode, the DJ asked the writer that your second marriage came from derailment. Is this because you were unfaithful to your marriage? Did he say I'm true to myself when I'm honest with everyone? no. Life is never black and white, so there are many gray areas, pretending that you have the same hobbies for your loved ones, is it really ugly?
We've all been fools, would you deny that you were happy when you were the most foolish? Whether it is haunting dreams or crying bitterly, at least you have loved and given your soul. And life...you can get rid of the soul from time to time...
so there is this question, do we really need the soul?
Wouldn't everything be easier if fuck just fuck work just work and eat and just eat?
Is it painful to be a human being? But do you really want to be a tree? A cicada? You do not want. It is thinking that makes us so special, but in the end, everyone only sees the two lumps of flesh on our bodies.
Happiness no longer comes tomorrow no longer.

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