When you graduate from college, you feel that life happened, how sinister the adult world is, and after encountering so many shit, you put a lot of defense in your heart.
But you think even so, life is sometimes like shit, sometimes like a gift. So get used to the mid-life crisis, get used to getting old, and watch Twilight from time to time, because when I'm 90 years old , I always feel like I'm 19.
The conclusion of this film is that although you may feel shit now, you must know that your current life is the footnote of your entire book, and your main body has not been written yet. PS, oh, maybe your life will end up being a footnote? That's okay, because sometimes there's a gift in the footer.
I don't know why this film has to be translated into a liberal arts love song. It has nothing to do with literature and art and has nothing to do with love. It's just a frustrated little sigh from a frustrated middle-aged man. It was made into a movie. The only comparison The thing about literature and art is that they can always think of agreeable and poetic ways to narrate.
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