When he came back from get off work, H always told me that he broke up with a girl. The general process is as follows:
It was raining, and H was always worried that the girl would get caught in the rain, so she made a call but didn't answer. The girl then called Mr. H and said that it was raining a little at the station, and then said that it was nothing to do with the rain. H always thought, that's fine, just wait for the car, just get in the car. In the end, the girl sent a text message to Mr. H, saying that he was disappointed with Mr. H and should immediately rush to the station with an umbrella to give her an umbrella... Then, they broke up.
I told Mr. H, it's nothing, now that it's not suitable to break up, it's better than actually being together all day long and causing conflicts in the future. Breaking up now is a good thing, should kill a chicken to eat.
The movie that just happened to be dinner was "The Merry Talent", Johnny Depp, as always, NB. Play a brilliant prodigal nobleman vividly. The protagonist, Earl John Welmont, is handsome, romantic, cynical, and absurd. The wife was stolen; the most famous actress in London was trained by him; even the prostitute who only loved money was willing to run away with him. The king valued him, the people were at his mercy, and he was the center of attention. The results of it? Absurd, his lover left him, his friends betrayed him, his mother was desperate for him, and he died of syphilis at the age of 33.
Fortunately, fortunately, in his last days, his wife still stayed with him. Even though his body was festering beyond recognition in the late stage of syphilis, he was so heartbroken that he hugged him while crying and kissing.
I guess, I guess, John is lonely most of the time. In front of the flashy and debauched world, lingering in taverns, playing with flowers, writing erotic texts, bohemian, ridiculing world affairs, without belonging, and finding no sustenance. This is personal powerlessness and the absurdity of the times. It reminds me of Henry Miller, the cynic who said, "I write these words so that people can see the pain I'm going through, so that they can feel better about their own." (Effective, original. I don't remember the words.)
For those who are excellent, history has always selectively ignored their shortcomings and remembered their excellence. But what about the vast majority of ordinary people? We live in a bizarre age, with no faith, lack of morality, and indifference. "General History of the World" says: "Anthropologists generally agree that food-gathering humans in the Paleolithic era had more leisure time than modern humans. Today's food-gatherers, from the Aboriginal people of Australia to the meritorious people of the Kalahari Desert in South Africa, Generally only 15-20 hours a week is spent gathering food. This way of life allows them a lot of time for social interaction, which includes preparing and eating food in a prescribed manner.” [P785]
This passage is not advocating back In a small country with few people, this is not realistic. Technology is like a wild horse, holding us back and running forward. Occasionally, I am so idle that I also think that if the development and application of technology cannot reach a balance, the future of mankind will be worrisome. The times are developing, knowledge is exploding, and material demands are limitless, so everyone is squeezed and collapsed inwardly. Living in your own world, even if you are talking to people, you have to hide on the other side of the screen to feel safe.
Pain, loneliness, and hesitation come from time to time. I want to talk to someone, but everyone around me is busy. When someone wants to talk to us, the eager eyes only see a pair of confused or indifferent pupils. So what I wanted to say, all choked in the throat, turned into a strong and tenacious whimper, more and more silent, more and more collapsed inwardly. In this way, the whole world has become chaotic.
The watchers became impatient, and might say, wasn't it about love at the beginning, why did it go so far? I would like to say that all of the above is part of the reason why it is difficult to fall in love now. Because in our eyes, only ourselves are left, and when others are slightly disobedient, we can't bear it any longer, and we don't express our dissatisfaction in our hearts. Instead of fantasizing about such a turbulent and vigorous eachother, it is better to communicate more, be more considerate, and be more tolerant.
I want to find a girl who cooks first after get off work, eats together, walks together, watches movies together, listens to music together, uh. . . If you can listen to me read some beautiful sentences patiently, it will be very good, and it will satisfy my remaining romance.
Even though my face is numb and my eyes are indifferent, I still believe in the possibility of reaching peace.
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