I read it once a year ago, and now I think about it again, but I still don't know how to write. Not so much that I don't know what to write first, but so profound that I don't know how to write at all. Just like doing Chinese reading in the past, the article is very beautiful, and the inner feeling is very shocking, but I just don't know how to write it.
The classmates said it was a literary film, because the stage play’s setting did not have the slightest commercial flavor, but just told a story quietly. But this story is so cruel to cut open the kindness in people's heart bit by bit, fill it with sand, and then sew it up bit by bit with a needle as thick as a pencil. Even the clearest springs can sting through.
The people of Gou Town, who advertise the noble and kind-hearted people, seem to be born with such a logic: help comes at a price, so you have to pay for it. Because, I am helping you. What a high profile. Even when the disaster of extinction came, I never felt that I was at fault. Tom reminded grace until the last minute that we were here to help. It was until this moment that Grace made up her mind to kill this once "kind" person.
If kindness also requires a price, then the price of grace is undoubtedly huge, so great that dignity is trampled underfoot. Only then did she discover the evil of human nature, the incomparably humble face under the mask of man, and that tolerance is actually the rope that binds hands and feet. The moment the porcelain doll fell to the ground, she was finally released from her bound thoughts. This moment will be unforgettable, and it will be unforgettable until the final order: kill the woman's children one by one in front of her, and stop if she can hold back her tears.
She once thought that goodness could heal all people, and nobility would heal the world. For this she escaped from her father, for this she endured the bullying of others, for this she lived a life like a dog, for this...until she found out that she could not bear it at all.
Ultimately, she decided to let the village disappear. When the roaring fire lit up the red car windows, and the children cried incessantly, she knew that she had cleared a little evil for the world.
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