Garan Jan.17, 2006 23:03 in Shenzhen Jingtian
I think this is a fabricated story, a beautiful fabrication. But I repeatedly watched the episode of King Ashoka reuniting with Kavachi on the battlefield, the unspeakable mixture of joy and sorrow, oppressing the joy and sorrow to the extreme - even though I was irritated by the stereotyped Indian singing and dancing, but because of this moment, It can also make up for everything.
It's almost completely irrelevant, and I always have to be moved by plots like this.
A friend broke up with me the night before, almost as if I had withdrawn from what I wrote in the previous article. I talked to a friend, and she said that there are many people who think this way about me. I never thought that behind my stubborn insistence is such a misunderstanding. But how many can be explained? How many will break up? Even if they don't break up with each other, how many people will be unfamiliar and unspeakable? How can I explain when?
I never expected something like this to happen.
A lot of times you think your life is all about you, but it's not.
I remember when I was on the farm, in 1976, when I didn’t understand anything, I was playing at the school where my parents worked, but everyone didn’t go to class that day. There was a meeting, and many people were crying. It is said that a leader has died. No one cares about me, I have an extraordinary freedom. But I didn't dare to play arbitrarily, I didn't dare to laugh, and there seemed to be tears of sadness everywhere. I remember in the end, I had to squeeze two tears out, try to keep the tears on my face as much as possible, and let people see that I was sad too. But I don't even know why I'm grieving, it's painful.
This is very impressive. When I grew up, I saw many relatives of my friends die. Everyone would say "So-and-so's so-and-so passed away." Sad. After a while, the "so-and-so of so-and-so" will remain in a memoir, and after that, no one mentions it gradually.
My mother and I would often bring up my grandfather naturally, and we would say what would happen if my grandfather was in Shenzhen and so on. I actually cried when my grandfather died on the eve of my birthday. I didn't feel like crying, but I couldn't stop crying. rcr lit a candle for me, hugged me and made me cry, he said that looking at the candle is like seeing my grandfather, and I feel better when I look at it. Every time my mother and I talked about it, of course we all remembered that my grandfather had already passed away, but we were always thinking about it, and it seemed that he never left. We still live together and are closely related.
Sometimes, I don't know the distance between grief and myself. It can simply be said that it is related or not, but why do I feel so irrelevant in this film?
A few days ago, Dongliu said that Aunt Han told him that we donated money to Guizhou. He said that there was a person in his hometown who was in a miserable situation. Go back to understand clearly and come back and tell me, I know he wants me or my friends or what social ability we have to help that person. But when I listened to it, I didn't know how to answer him at once.
An old man made me feel so many things through a beautiful story. Is it because I am old and compassionate? Sometimes I imagine it was the same as in previous years, going out on a rainy night and standing in the rain crying, but that's not the case now. Many times it needs to be covered up, and many times knowing that is useless. The difference between young and grown-up is also evident here. Maybe I can talk to that friend like that, and that friend will recognize me, instead of saying that I have become commercialized, only "career" and less thoughtful?
I have no idea. I lost a friend like this, and I didn't even have time to stretch out my hand to save me, but I knew that I had to think about this matter, this person, over and over for a long time.
Don't say that I think too much. For me, it's something that can't be avoided and can be seen. I don't think Ashoka killed so many people. Isn't it just a movie? But seeing the face of his reunion with Kavacci and seeing the tears in his arms holding the little prince's body, he was suddenly saddened. So even if a film, or a thing, or a person, there are all kinds of mistakes, it is not always a good place for him, there is always something.
When I was a child, I just believed this blindly, so I believed in everyone; now I almost lost my trust in people because of all kinds of things, but I cherish and care about this kind of trust even more.
Hi, I turned my head and looked out the window, I haven't heard the bird's chirping for a long time. It's rare for me to be clear now, so naturally I can't hear it. At night, it is just the life of every household, and the noise of karaoke in the hotel next door. However, there are still so many things in the world that can move you, and your heart will always love the world and the people in the world, so friends, I will keep silent about your departure and your indifference and misunderstanding. Even if you can never understand me, so be it.
I still have to do it. For various reasons, I wrote a lot in QQ yesterday, about my current difficulties, about my past feelings over the years, about the love in my heart that I will never say again, and about others treating me Expectation and effort Write my response and reward Write my effort and stubbornness - hi, friend, even if you don't know and say that so what? What if you know and still don't understand me? That's it, that's it:)
I know that although I don't listen to the birds singing in the daytime, they are always there, and everyone has such a beautiful wish in their hearts, so there will be such a mixture of sadness and joy on Ashoka's face, And what other people do to me, what I do to others, and so on, so, so, I love you. So, I love this world. So, let's get on with it, you see, there's always some kind of encouraging eyes around me, and a hand they're always going to reach out to. So when I extend my hand in return, I must be filled with gratitude.
Another day is over. On this day, I made a quotation for home furnishing, made two calls, answered a few calls, went to the store, and ate the home-made meal I brought with Kaka. While discussing, I made some new things. Some children came to help in the store. I invited everyone to eat ice cream. The cute children in the community called me aunt and sister. Friends who came back to set up a home brought oranges to discuss the matter. Aunt and the others in the morning I left the crabs I bought for me, the vegetables and noodles for dinner, and the "Ashoka" with melon seeds at night, and then wrote the words here, because of these I am slowly becoming happy now. It's midnight, people at night, let's go to sleep, let's sleep, have a good dream, tomorrow is the start of another day of hard work, let's not give up, okay?
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