It's also summer. When I first joined the TV station, I reduced myself to what people call a "skinny beauty", but I'm not haggard. Because of the nourishment of love, it's as bright as summer and as quiet as lake water. I saw the hero and heroine in the film quarreling, thinking about the love in their hands, and silently swearing that they would never speak ill of their lover at any time... ——I
did it later, so after the unbearable turning around, the memories are still warm to each other Smiley...
Hehe, so proud, so self-controlled, in fact, cracks and pain are not the same? I just want that elegant posture.
When I turned on the TV this time, the film was already halfway through, and the entangled grievances and grievances spread out, and it instantly made me feel hard to breathe. A couple, a pair of children, a protracted life war. Too late to enjoy the warmth, too late to vent their distress, too late to leave us day by day. It's not that they didn't work hard, but they hurt others blindly; it's not that they didn't reveal their hearts, but everyone has too many grievances. Each attempt begins with hope and ends with deeper disappointment. The two souls who once depended on each other are now separated by the flood, with longing in their eyes, struggling to reach out, but in vain...
Then it came to the end, and the two agreed to give up. How do you tell the children?
Ben said: Go to Chow Funs, the kids love that restaurant.
Katie: Chow Funs is too noisy, let's go home and talk...
——then go home and talk.
I seem to have experienced those quarrels firsthand, and now I am exhausted to the point of numbness.
The kids at the summer camp got off the bus, and the fragile young couple who were struggling with love were parents at the same time...
The children got into their own car, Katie's footsteps were nailed in place...
Katie: I want to go to "Fried Fans" ".
Ben: I remember we said it's hard to talk in "fried noodles".
Katie: I know.
Ben: You said to "fry noodles" because you are afraid to face children, right? If you say "fried noodles" because you are afraid to face children, don't mention "fried noodles".
Katie: No. I say go to "fried noodles" because, we are still us. Our past is there, not overnight. In Mesopotamia or Troy, some cities are built on top of other cities, but I don't want to build another city, I like this city. When you wake up in the morning, look where your eyebrows are high and I will know how you feel, and you always know that I am a little quiet in the morning, so you will think of something to do. Such tacit understanding takes time. I knew it was going to be hard, and it was much harder than I originally thought. But after all, the good is more than the bad, we can't just give up! Not because of the kids, but oh my god, what good kids they are, aren't they. We gave birth to them! Think about it! It's like, no one was there, and then there were, and they grew up...I can't say to some stranger "Josh has your hands" or "Remember the last time Erin was at the Lincoln Memorial. Vomited". I will try to relax and accept everything. Everyone is annoying, I mean, it shouldn't be. I haven't been to that beach, but I just have a good sense of direction. I can find that beach. It's not your weakness but my strength. And, God, what a good friend you are, and good friends are hard to find, as Charlotte said in "Charlotte's Web." I like it when you read "Charlotte's Web" to Erin, and you are so tired that you imitate Webber the pig so seriously. These all show the quality of a person. After all, isn't that the most important thing? What is the quality of a person? The girl with the pink helmet is still there because of you and I know she exists, I'm afraid I won't see her again when you go, although sometimes I say you killed her... it's not Contradiction? We have not all encountered the contradictions in life... while giving and taking, pushing and pulling, yin and yang. The best days, the worst days! I think Dickens said it well: "He doesn't eat fat, his wife doesn't eat lean." Am I digressing? What I want to say is that I say go "fry noodles" because, I love you.
I burst into tears, sobbing like Katie, not graceful at all.
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