Seeing my sister crying beside me, I didn't shed a single tear. Knowing that I am not unmoved, maybe more because I don't have such a "jeans"-like friendship and want to cry without tears.
It was a magical summer, I don't think it was all about jeans, but that exciting friendship was the real inevitability.
They may have forged the seeds of friendship from the mother's womb. After the family left, a phone call in the middle of the night can be comforted by their peers of the same age. When they grow up together, they will accompany you to be abandoned since childhood. The wedding scene of the father who rebuilt the family.
The first time you were willing to show yourself in front of a person in that passionate football field in Spain, but after a night of passion, you felt that the things that should make you feel complete were not obtained after you got them. It can make you very empty, maybe just like the precious gift that the Greek grandma said about the mother you lost since you were a child, but fortunately, you still have them by your side.
Finally, there is that special little girl. When other girls are still concerned about the color of their skirts, she has not had time to think about what kind of person she is and how to live in this world. Worried about leaving a place of his own.
Just like I was looking forward to the good luck when they put on the flying jeans, I was actually looking forward to what would happen this summer, but looking back, I found that this summer was still so bland. Strange, yet something is destined to happen. A heartfelt chat, a warm movie, and the words written by the dark night and his likes, my sister said that happiness is something that can be felt, and I also want to work hard to clearly see the changes in my heart.
The body of youth may be quietly fading away, but the immortal story that tells its soul may also be secreting hormones. Maybe I also want to write a poem like that. On this mountain that is bound to grow, I must learn to pass the trivial Little things come to build the ladder of happiness.
Jeans will not appear for no reason, and every summer will not be full of stories, but maybe the summer of jeans is by our side, just like Simboska's sentence is: I prefer to think about possibility, and there is freedom. reason.
Maybe I'm also looking forward to being able to cry for these jeans on a summer night.
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