I've been looking for the little hippo I lost for the past two days, I know it's at home, he didn't really lose it, but my house is so messy that I can't find him, it's a wonderful feeling, like A close relative dies, I know that I may never see him again in my life, but I am very relieved to know that he has not left me.
Today, when I was sad that I couldn't find Diu Diu, I wanted to watch a comedy, so I just searched for this video. great
I cried countless times while watching it. I think it was fortunate that I watched it at home. That time I watched Toy Story 3 in the movie theater. After the movie ended, all the little friends in the movie theater watched me cry like a dog by myself.
I know no one can understand my point, I don't care, but I can't change myself either.
You won't understand what made Lars autistic to social phobia, the shadow of his childhood. A person's childhood basically affects the character of that person throughout his life.
I still vividly remember how my friends scrambled for my little hippo when I was a child, they broke its head and body apart and tossed it around, they wanted to see me anxious, anxious, sad, crying, they didn't Carefully threw his body upstairs. They were afraid and called the parents, but the parents couldn't reach them. The parents said that they would pay you a compensation. I said no, it doesn't matter. I can't cry or make trouble, that's what they want to see, and I can't let them succeed.
When I got home, I cried myself. Not for anything else. I'm so sorry for the little hippo, I didn't protect him well and made him suffer. He is innocent. In this complex world, he is so simple, just like Biance.
I still have the head of this little hippo. He is so cute. It still is.
Of course you don't understand what social phobia is and why Lars doesn't even have the courage to have a meal with his brother. But the people in the town said he was a good boy.
When I was in school, I was neither the best student nor the prettiest in the class, but people often mentioned me because I was the most popular. Children always like to form gangs and form small groups, but I have a good relationship with any group. To be honest, this is really tiring for a child to operate, but I don’t think it’s okay with the Holy Mother, I just hope everyone is happy. This is like my mission, more like work. If you are working, you need vacations. I remember that I unplugged the phone line at home during the winter and summer vacations.
Holidays are the happiest time for kids, with or without me, and I am still terrified to hear the phone ring, years later.
Extremes meet, or maybe I have always been disgusted with these things in my heart, but I am too afraid of loneliness, so I pretend to be cheerful and lively. When I grew up, I finally admitted that I was an introvert. I didn't like to talk, I didn't like to communicate with people, and I didn't want to get too close to anyone.
But I'm not a thing without intimacy, I have my toys.
They all have their own names, their own personalities, their own hobbies, and they are independent and unique individuals.
I chat with them every day.
In this world, I divide people into two categories, those who can talk to toys, and those who can't talk to toys.
My best best friend can't understand how I'm so old and still talking with a toy every day, but my parents, my ex, and my current boyfriend, all accept and approve of me.
Like Lars and the residents of his small town.
My dad is usually a very serious person, but when I go out to eat with my little animal, he sits at the dinner table, and my dad will set him a set of tableware. My mother is the one who said look at you fat and eat meat! Let's have some food. Needless to say, my boyfriend, the first condition for me to choose a mate is neither money nor good looks, but the ability to talk to my little animals.
The girlfriend said, have you ever thought that only the people around you in the world can talk to the little toys.
I've never really thought about it that way, because I'm embarrassed or afraid that people I don't know will hurt my toy, and I can't talk to the toy in front of them. And the people I know, they will naturally go with me to equip my toys.
I cried when I saw the doctor saying that Biance was alive and she was listening outside. When the whole town started trying to communicate with Biance, they cried again.
Maybe the people around me are just kind and pamper me.
And I would rather put all my feelings on toys than on the real people around me.
Only when I am with them can I feel at ease and heal my soul. They are willing to listen to me, even if they bicker occasionally, they don't hold me against me, they are the most selfless elf. They came into this world just to give and nothing else, which no one can do.
I didn't see a psychiatrist because of this, and I think all personal behaviors that don't affect others are acceptable. Oh I didn't ask my family to bathe them, take them for a walk, see a doctor, I don't think I bothered them. Except when they are lost, my family is also very worried, I think maybe they are worried about me, worried that I am sad.
You won't understand why Biance is dying. Because this is her perfect ending. Their relationship was no longer in harmony, and Lars felt that Biance no longer belonged to him, but the fact was, Biance found that Lars no longer belonged to her, he began to communicate with people effortlessly, and he even fell in love with a girl, They must be separated, and all separation is painful. However, in order to face the new life, it is necessary to say goodbye to the old one.
Seeing this, I suddenly felt that Dio Diu was mad at me, because he was only looking for Dio Diu when I was going to the United States. At that time, I was busy with a lot of things, and I couldn't spare a lot of time to find him. He probably thought that if I couldn't find him, he wouldn't go to America. But I still left him. Going to find my boyfriend. He must have been heartbroken alone. I turned out to be a woman who loves the new and hates the old, and is empathetic.
Maybe, he just didn't want to go to America. Do not want to leave other small animals.
I'm really sad why I didn't start looking for him in the first place.
I cried a lot after watching the movie. I don't want my baby hippo to die yet, I know I don't want to grow up yet. When I went to the United States this time, no one around me supported me to go. I know that none of them wanted me to grow up. They were all afraid that I would go through hardships and pains. But there is no way, if you want to get something, you have to give up something else.
My Diu Diu has been with me for 16 years, even though his body is broken, I still like him the most. His eyes are piercing, my mother once looked at him and said, you look at his eyes, he is alive, I said of course, he was alive. Hope I can find him tomorrow and hear him call me wife in a gruff magnetic voice.
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