After the movie ended, I almost forgot to put my bag on my seat, so I rushed out of the movie theater to find a bench and cried while hugging myself.
When everyone sighed that a lover would eventually become a family, and the handsome guy and the handsome horse finally went home hand in hand, the soft girl made me sad.
I know another soft girl, also named Emily. It's my classmate in high school, and the relationship is not close. When I was in high school, I hadn't finished practicing the cheeky skills of talking to people and talking to people, and I only talked to her a few words. When I think about it now, I only remember her short haircut for the college entrance examination and her bright and loud voice. Her facial features have long been blurred, and her figure is even more incomprehensible. Maybe she can't even be described as a soft girl...
Uh, I'm sorry, I'm habitually digressing again. The point is that my college entrance examination results were very bad. According to my classmates, Emily, who has always had good grades, was admitted to the school she liked and entered the major she liked. I waited for the poor student selected by the school, only to be silently jealous of her.
However, not long after, bad news came that Emily's family, who was celebrating their trip, had an unfortunate accident on the highway, and Emily also died. At that time, I was devastated by the future that seemed to have no future, and I only shed a few tears silently in the corner.
However, I didn't even think that nearly ten years later, she still lives in my heart, and I still haven't forgotten her. Although I haven't thought about it for many years, in the middle of the night last Friday, behind the crowd, I cried uncontrollably to the point of trembling because of another short-lived Emily.
Life is short, please cherish it.
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