This kind of mood is hard to describe. At first, I will be angry that a philistine who is eager for utility has destroyed an interesting and soulful band, and destroyed a pure and agile genius, but in the end, when Jon returned Frank back, he felt as if, Just Jon. It seems to be the kind of feeling that cannot be integrated, and it is faintly heart-wrenching. For me, each such vivid character is a mirror, so I definitely want to look back in two years. Jon is undoubtedly full of admiration for Frank's talent, but I think unlike the last keyboard player, he doesn't want to be Frank. His self-awareness is above everything else. Even let him integrate into himself, but this is doomed to fail, just like sardines want to be friends with seagulls, they are not from the same world, and their brain waves are completely different. Thinking about yourself like this, sometimes the feeling of wanting to fit in is actually unnecessary. First, it’s not suitable. Second, I’m actually good enough to integrate into every small world. Third, it’s not that kind of integration. Well, being recognized is just a matter of fit, so don’t deny yourself any more
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