There is Rome in the world, but there is no such holiday

Johnny 2021-11-13 08:01:23

The princess in the wonderful years escaped the imperial family's barriers for a short time, unbridled true temperament in the noisy sunshine on the street, greedily enjoyed the freedom of being a commoner, and became a real girl. This is the well-known movie "Roman Holiday".
Audrey Hepburn had passed away in 1993, and the angel returned to heaven. From then on, Princess Anne’s instantaneous frankness and naturalness were no longer in the world. An element is missing in this world. People who love Hepburn even think that this element is the only basis for living.


We are born for love. If love is narrow, stubborn, and love only recognizes a taste, then love becomes difficult. Just as life must be smooth, love must also see the wind turn the rudder and push the boat along the river, otherwise how can we survive? Hepburn must be gone. On a certain cloud, with frowning brows, he watched us put love between his lips and teeth, watched us put love aside in order to take care of other things, watched us play love into Competitive, watching so much love on paper and so little love in the heart, watching us buy a lot of things with money, including love. Yes, we want to live decently, we want a house like a house, a car like a BMW, a woman like a Sophie Marceau, even the morning of a Maldivian sea view room, and the dusk of a cafe by the Seine, even if we temporarily We still can't own cruise ships and small islands. When we were armed with the above, we already felt that we could also pursue Hepburn.


So we appeared on the streets of Rome, Rome in black and white, Rome in the 1950s. The silver in our pockets feels that we can buy half a street in Rome. Our purpose is clear: to find Annie and to settle her; we are extremely arrogant. We will not be as stretched as the poor journalist in the movie who always borrows money from others. We will lead Annie directly to the entrance of the Colosseum, tilt her head and ask her if she wants this house, and we will get the haircut. The teacher contracted it, and the dance party was also contracted. We would even buy the police chief to take good care of the venue. When dancing, we will say without shame: Annie, there is a boss in my family, don't you mind? Without talking a few words, we said generously: A batch of new cars have just arrived in the Asian Games Village. I think the white Guangben suits you well. We clearly remember her birthday, and we can’t forget to offer her flowers on February 14th, and book a KTV before Christmas. What we are most proud of is that she remembered the password of our credit card on her mobile phone. Go, because that is the thing we are most happy to bring out. We think the one sentence that impresses her the most is: Look, I didn't sign the 20 million contract today, and I came here to accompany you.


Hepburn's image is very typical, with playful bangs, wonderful chin, smart eyes, light skeleton, eternal flat shoes, tight waist, and flowing skirt. It is not difficult to see such a girl on the campuses of Nortel and China Opera. It is not difficult to see a girl like this, gracefully getting into a huge car, the 6-cylinder motor has disappeared from your vision in the 1950s with just one blow.


Did this girl go to Rome?


This is an age of arrogance, so arrogant that people who make a fortune by selling road games and chips want to use commercial wisdom to get the heart of a famous woman, so arrogant that a girl who learns to dance wants to use her body language to win a real estate on the second ring road, and All this is done in the name of love. Trading under the name of love is not any different from trading under the name of friendship. No, there may be a difference in the venue: the latter is on the table, and the former is generally on another piece of furniture.
Turning love into a transaction is the result of indiscriminate emotions, and indiscriminate emotions will make us lose the ability to love. With the increase in our index of picking up girls, the pathway of our love is like a blood vessel blocked by hyperlipidemia, hardened and fragile. When faced with the straightforward gaze of Annie, our emotional pathways are often blocked, and the nerves that govern intelligence and lust are as smooth as the Fifth Ring Road after the toll gate has been removed. So we acted, so we deviated, so we Once again the pick-up index increased, so we suffered from "love hyperlipidemia". We will never love anyone again. We get an invulnerable and invulnerable "iron shirt". We who have the body of King Kong, Youyou are in the middle of any erotic game, unscathed.


Want to go to Rome for a holiday? I have a ticket here at any time.


Hepburn is more like an old lover. At that time we were still wearing corduroy hunting suits and washed cloth pants. At that time we still had long hair that covered our ears. At that time, we liked to shake our heads and put the lock of hair on the forehead to the right. , I like to put my hands in my trouser pockets, like to kick open cans when they are empty. At that time, Hou Hepburn was not far from us, maybe on the side of the road, maybe on the end of the corridor, maybe in the unit next to the classmate’s house, maybe behind a young man who landed with you on one foot when the red light came across. Simple dress, clean head and face, bright look, maybe no long skirt with waist, no exquisite flat shoes, but can you say that it is not Hepburn? In an early morning when we woke up from a hangover, we sat on the bed and stared at the street lamp still illuminated by candles downstairs. Occasionally, there would be a Hepburn elephant with a soft finger stuck in his heart, and it would be difficult to sleep again. are you there? Where are you? Why am I here? Facing the city downstairs that is warming up and about to roar on time, we feel like we are in a dream. In dreams, we are especially eager for the lost element, just as we eager to drink water after a hangover.

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Roman Holiday quotes

  • [in a taxi in Rome; Princess Ann is drugged]

    Joe Bradley: Where do you live?

    Princess Ann: [mumbles drunkenly] ... Colosseum...

    Joe Bradley: [to taxi driver] She lives in the Colosseum.

    Cab Driver: Is wrong address!

  • Mr. Hennessey: In view of the fact that our Highness was taken violently ill at three o'clock this morning, put to bed with a high fever, and has ordered all her appointments for the day cancelled in toto...

    Joe Bradley: That's certainly pretty hard to swallow.

    Mr. Hennessey: In view of the fact that you just left her, of course.