believe that all college students have watched this movie , will have the same feeling, that is, isn't this also my absurd college life, the same chaos, confusion, freshness, and emptiness. When I saw Sevier turned away from his mother and girlfriend with tears in his eyes, and sat alone on the plane and wept secretly, it was like a freshman. Eyelid, leaving, this is the first step in growing up, we need to leave, to see the outside world, to live an independent life, without the nagging of mothers, the instructions of relatives, and the guidance of elders. A self-dominated life, a person, to deal with the world, to deal with life, and to truly experience the warmth and warmth of humanity.
Having just arrived in Barcelona, Seville was a little overwhelmed. He seriously got to know the city and became familiar with the city so that he could integrate into the city more quickly. He dragged a lot of luggage, searched hard according to the map, and made a cheeky request. The French friends I met on the plane borrowed a sofa to take shelter, searched for an apartment in broken Spanish in a phone booth, and walked alone through the streets. Rhone, at least, wasn't that nice.
After a hard search, Sevier finally found a place to live - a Spanish student apartment, where exchange students from all over the world lived, from Italy, Germany, the United Kingdom, Spain••••And Sevier, a French boy, It's almost like a pocket version of the European Union, and here is where life begins. The cramped refrigerator can't hold everyone's food, the cluttered room, the shirk of chores, the smoky cigarette party•••••• The chaos and quarrels here, in Sevier's view, are all interesting, because , This is the life of a student, youth, indulgence, randomness, freedom, and a real life. But the most interesting thing between them is not these, the most important thing is the communication and collision of different cultures in this room.
Life here, as the younger brother of the British girl Wendy said, has its own national style. The Italian boy's bed was chaotic, with smelly clothes, smelly socks, books, and snacks scattered randomly and scattered. However, the German boy in the same room was different. With the strictness and regularity that a German should have, he tidy up neatly. On the tidy bed, things are arranged neatly by category, and there is Wendy, an Englishman who enthusiastically invites others to have morning tea. Small details actually reflect different national characters, a small space and a big world. But we all know that different cultures are not parallel, and occasionally there will be conflicts. Just like the humorous actions of the British and the way of exaggerating the way the Spanish speak, they cannot cause everyone to laugh, but offend Spain. Girl, when wendy's brother jokingly mentions Hitler and fascism to German boys, he doesn't know that he has touched the German boy's national stain, when French and British say "la fac (university)", British People are shocked and mistakenly think that "fuck"••••••life is going on in such a colorful way, and wonderful moments are constantly produced in the criss-cross of various cultures.
As for Sevier, in the passage of time, I gradually became familiar with the city of Barcelona, full of Spanish-style street buildings, scenic spots, Spanish enthusiasm, and Spanish bars romantic feelings. It has become so interesting that when a French friend of Seville said "Barcelona is dirty", Seville would suddenly feel unhappy, because time is not only a good medicine for healing, but also an elixir for cultivating warmth. The day-to-day life, the little contact, seems to make Barcelona better and better.
Every day, I run between the streets of Barcelona, go to bars with my apartment friends, get drunk on the streets, mix in pizza and beer to heal my wounds, help my cheating roommates cover up their scandals, and enjoy the beauty and style of Barcelona.••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• In this short year of life, Sewell, who once wanted to be a writer, seems to have returned to the time when he wanted to be a writer. Yes, it is this life of indulgence and freedom that wakes up the pressure of reality. The real Sevier down there, the one who used to be "a little boy with blond hair who used to be a writer". The world is so big and life is so colorful. If he spends his youth in an office without sunlight, is this kind of life good? When he put on a straight suit and walked to work, he suddenly decided, Give up this job! Be yourself, the one with golden hair back then, want to be a writer! During his one year in Barcelona, Sevier has learned to be truly independent, independent of the wishes and thoughts of his parents, to decide his own affairs independently, to establish his own connections, and to enjoy what he wants independently. life. When he left Paris, Sevier cried, because he didn't want to let go of everything here and was forced to prepare for work. When he returned to Paris, Sevier cried, because he said goodbye to the good life in Barcelona, he was about to start his own Vigorous work, in Paris, he does not feel the freedom of Barcelona, in Paris, he is like a foreigner, he cannot find a place to belong, these two different times of crying are for the same thing, that is Betrayal of ideals, betrayal of his own heart, so Seville decided to leave that stuffy office smartly, run freely in a relaxed space, find his true ideal, and pursue his own life. The life of a person is not the so-called bright future in the world, but to live according to one's own will, to live freely and freely, this is the life of flesh and blood.
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