In front of Mona waiting for her is death, in fact, I think she still doesn't know, from her final reaction as the hero in Wilderness Survival: this is not what she wants, why is it so desperate. Do people not regret until they have personally experienced it and bumped into the southern wall in person? I believe and hope that I am the kind of person who is constantly bumping into it, because I want to always believe that the pain at this time is temporary; Retreat, because of pain; someone will pass by, and then sneer inwardly: Er fool? I also want to shout: It seems that Mona's death is because she has never been able to integrate into this society and thus leads to strange and withdrawn behaviors, but behind this I always feel that she is still driven to death by her own ideas, because she gave up Therefore, the envy, surprise, anger and despicable actions she brought to others before her, and all the good things in the past, all vanished and lost their meaning.
My heart ached especially when the shepherd said she was actually justifying the world she was resisting with her actual appearances. Fortunately, Mona had never heard these words, and judging from her state at the time, even if she heard it, she would still laugh at will: I chose. But what I can't imagine is that if this is the last time she will starve to death and stumble, this sentence will be the last straw to crush her huge but skinny camel. Nothing can destroy a person's faith, but if there is a slight shake in your heart, you will bury yourself. Since it is a grave dug by yourself, it is useless to hesitate. If you don’t want to go down, there will be a voice of disintegration in your heart pushing you down. The abyss will never be supernatural.
Humans are human beings after all, they cannot surpass themselves, they are bound by themselves, and they cannot be let go.
Perseverance and give up a stinky skin.
Compromise and lose the truest self forever.
We all live in a little Mona in our hearts, that kind of deep wandering and yearning for freedom. On the road that we desperately want to surpass, we continue to move forward.
The road is a thrilling rebirth, and the scenery is infinite, and the result is no longer important.
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