It is not only the confusion of the middle class, but also the confusion of the middle-aged. That's-the confusion about life.
We are all losers. In the face of time, all lives are inherently doomed losers. So what can we do?
LESTER did it hard. He is unwilling to live a mediocre life. He will do what his heart really does. He changed the car he really liked. He fired the pesky boss. He began to exercise. He tried to take drugs. He tried to regain the passion that he and his wife had in the past. He tried to love again.
He fell in love with his daughter's classmates. This is not important. The important thing is that he still has the ability to love.
But all is in vain. Failure is already doomed. Life emphasizes the authority of its own will in various forms, and gives a fatal blow to all those who try to resist.
The wife is destined. When Lesser tried to regain his passion, the first thing his wife thought of was the four-thousand-dollar sofa. How can it be on the sofa? Four thousand dollars! ...
Everything is destined. The daughter can't tolerate her father falling in love with classmates. In fact, what did she admire about her father? In her eyes, her father was just a poor creature.
There are neighbors. The newly moved family of three is also inexplicably chaotic. Violent fathers, voyeuristic sons, and slightly demented mothers. But the same-sex couple seemed to be healthier, sending flowers to the new neighbor, running every day, and loving each other. What kind of absurd world is this?
Perhaps, only ANGELA, that delicate rose, is an odd number in his mind. What he fell in love with was not ANGELA, what he fell in love with was only his fantasy. The beautiful shadow in his fantasy.
I saw the fish again. The fish that desperately fell in love with lotus. Lotus does not belong to the world of fish. Even if the fish struggles, how can they escape their destiny?
So everything is destined. Life was originally a losing game.
We can only make a desperate move.
03-30-2000
Attached to the old work: Fish's thoughts about
you. White lotus. The lotus of temptation under the
moonlight, your white beauty rises and sways
gently. Stunning.
Your shadow plunges into my chest.
Your slight breath is
like a huge bomb, ticking and
tightening, the soft time
, and the water from above is falling.
A warm hand caresses
how happy the partners are when they leave.
They dance in the water. Lingering and
full of dazzling happiness,
but I only stay for you.
Under the blooming moonlight, my destiny is fixed.
I am a fish.
You are in full bloom. And I can only look up.
Why should I love you in a predestined way
.
I am a fish that falls in love with lotus
. There is no you in my world
but you have become my queen?
you are mine.
I know that the moon will die of the light . It is
better to be in the dark than to be in the dark,
dear.
There is a huge dark silt underwater
where is our eternal home
Where
we can hug happily
and decay together
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