Superimposed dark red light red. Blue violet on clear glass. The interior is warm yellow. Creamy white.
All kinds of people come and go in a hurry, occasionally leaving a trace and a story.
Close your eyes and babble slowly.
Neon flow, overflowing color streamer.
Women do not have to have love, but only from the moment of possession to loss, do they know how powerful love turns out to be. The staggering figure of JONES rushes through the door, the bell on the door jingling. Even if there is a lingering sexy appearance, it is inevitable to be empty and lonely from the inside out.
At that time, I really wanted to reach out and grab something. Even if you are blindfolded, you will not hesitate to use the possibility of weaving to hypnotize yourself over and over again.
It's like a firm belief that the key will be taken back, a lie so strong that it almost fools oneself.
But it still collapsed.
She went to eat a blueberry pie every night, every night, every night, piled up grief every night, and then even more painful. Forget that sorrow will one day pour down like a flood, and then the illusion in my heart will be broken.
never go back.
Pieces of broken tiles fell, and they were bruised all over by the magnificent city wall that they had built. How ironic.
The initial motive for choosing the blueberry pie was probably because of the fragile mind of being sympathetic. Wishful thinking that the fate of being forgotten is worthy of sympathy, just like the one who was abandoned by others. As everyone knows, behind the forgetting is the joy of being given life every day, and the blueberry pie is not as sad as you think.
At that time, she could not see the color behind her fate. Just need something to susten your feelings, blueberry pie, or someone else's story, in the imagination, the world is equally sad.
We always think that we are the protagonists of the tragedy, but forget that the world plays out the same story every day.
We are immersed in the satisfaction of tragedy and cannot extricate ourselves. We would rather close all the doors and windows and cry in the corner, but forget that it is normal for things to change.
We meet and separate every day, and when we smile in our hearts, it seems that every corner is in love.
People are small, the world is powerful.
Jones was finally able to cry out and face his heart when everything was broken.
She gave herself the promise of a car, and then she set foot on the long road without turning back.
I think the meaning of this car to JONES is like the encounter between LAW and his ex-girlfriend. It is not that he will not let go, but that he needs an opportunity to convince himself that he can find a reason to be fearless in the future.
I have always dreamed of such a long trip. Just go on the road, do not need too much luggage, choose the scenery you want to stay according to your mood. Fascinated by those unknown cultures and ideas, I always feel that walking on unfamiliar streets in a foreign country is full and full of excitement.
Reading other people's stories and watching the ups and downs of life can really change people's attitude towards life in many cases.
JONES stopped and went on her endless road, met different people and experienced different stories.
That seems to be inaccurate. I firmly believe that her destination must be where she started, and she must go back to New York, maybe in a year, maybe in two years.
A police couple who are tightly entangled in love, a teenage gambler who is addicted to gambling, and a dream car.
She may have discovered, maybe not, that the scenery on the road is always so beautiful, and the setting sun is so dazzling that the whole sky is dyed.
No matter how tragic the story is, it will eventually melt away in the splendid time that sweeps away.
The police are like this, the beautiful wife is like this, the girl is like this.
No matter how much they go around, they think they have lost hope, but in the end they are still pulling each other in love. Jones should have understood it, or, in other words, was redeemed by them.
And they will meet someone in the future, waiting for their own redemption.
I like the role of LAW, witnessing one story after another as a calm bystander. Gradually understand the laws of life, and block a cherished past in memory. He was contradictory again. After meeting JONES, he saw his former self from her, overshadowed the distant pain that flashed in his mind, and subconsciously wanted to grasp the fluttering and gorgeous love in front of him.
Smoothed, blocked, but never really let go. In my opinion, the departure of Jones is a good thing.
People need time and space to understand some things. In addition to being tightly attached and interdependent, people are always independent individuals. They are far away from each other, but feel each other's strong presence all the time. Try to convince yourself to let go of some of the past, and then smile.
And the meeting with his ex-girlfriend at night finally made him relieved and more determined to say thank you to the past.
Thank you for being in love. Thank you for your love, let me grow.
It couldn't be better to read this tale of rebirth in winter. The soft and sweet kiss at the end of the movie melted all the cold in the night, as if the whole person was about to jump for joy. It doesn't matter how far away, because you know that there is always someone waiting for you in a warm place.
Day after day, in the place closest to you, not far from your heart, there is a reserved position.
Even the same story as you and me.
Still the best thing ever.
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