We try to find perfection in the turbulent world, but we always hit a wall. Therefore, we remove the perfect "finish" and directly use our sensibility to taste the beauty. At this time, we are infinitely sad, and those beautiful things will eventually perish. The once beautiful, abandoned in the corner, the new things in power show their vitality wantonly. In fact, life is passing by in the process of showing. And the focus surrounded by applause will also be replaced and abandoned.
So is this a reincarnation? Time passes relentlessly between replacing and being replaced. After all, a magician can't do magic, and this magician can't even tame his own magic rabbit, let alone this ever-changing stage.
People's tastes are always changing, and people's eyeballs are always looking for new things. Of course, the same is true of capitalist industrial thinking: by constantly eliminating old things, more new things on the assembly line can be sold. This kind of rigid thinking is doomed to be ruthless, and of course it will not take into account: a bear with beige plush stitching will leave its owner and child just because the new generation has added a voice function; a 50W desk lamp will be lost just because the socket in the building is changed. Abandoned.
Magicians are destined to stay out of sight. Just like those lost entertainers living in small hotels. The sad thing about the puppet artist is that his puppet, which is regarded as a double brother, ended up in the second-hand goods exhibition window, and the price is always free and no one cares; the double brother reluctantly left the stage and went to Painted posters, in fact, they have no way out.
Is it that the new does not come, the old does not go, or the old does not go and the new does not come?
Even the little girl's skirt is debating the topic. If this girl is added to the character to increase the father-daughter element, then I can say that the rabbit in the character is a human-beast element? This little girl really doesn't welcome me. However, she exists, and the purpose is almost concentrated on the plot contradictions she created. She thought that magic and magic were the same thing, and her uncle magician was a magician who could create infinite magic from nothing. She was still wrong, and when she came to her senses, she found another pillar of excitement: a man. The essence of love is no different from magic. You think that love can be endlessly changeable and overwhelming. In fact, it is just an illusory feeling and colorful imagination.
The city will not believe the tears of magicians. Magician's tools can not change the glory of the golden age. The magician does not exist, and the magician continues to lose.
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