I just watched it with my friend last night, she is married and I am unmarried. When I just walked out of the cinema, I said that the film was real and profound, and she said that there is not so much concealment and betrayal in a real marriage. I say no, it's just that we don't know or pretend not to know, in a small area, we hear similar things less, not to be pessimistic, to be more sober and true to make a mental statement as soon as possible Vaccines are still good, human nature really can't stand the test, the other party can't stand it, and I'm not always perfect and transparent. The friend bowed his head and smiled shyly: I am not trying to protect your imagination of marriage, after all, you are not married yet. My heart is warm, what a sincere and considerate friend, thank you.
When it comes to the movie itself, the content will not expand. The overall feeling of watching the movie is like walking in a large mature bean field. At first, the beans next to it exploded loudly, which shocked you. Then, as you walked all the way, the beans on both sides alternated in sequence, one after another. Your already flat expression burst open one by one, and finally you walked out of the bean field. You already knew that the beans would explode, but you will still be touched when you actually travel. It confirms your previous cognition and enriches this cognition. Calm down, the metaphysical philosophical height has yet to take shape. On both sides of the road, pessimism or optimism, everyone has their own answers.
At the end of the film, Pep heard the prompt from the mobile phone, and the part of parking on the road to exercise really touched me, because of his simple persistence, hard work, expectations and explanations for what he wants to be better. If others see it, just see it. If you want to laugh, you can laugh. I will honor it. Wait for the call of the next time, then, move on.
Some things only belong to individuals, your efforts determine it from nothing, from today to tomorrow, from now to the future.
Since last year, I have written some things, and this year I have opened my own blog and official account, and I have explored and improved a little bit. I often look at the things uploaded these days, and I feel very at ease and at ease. I have left memories of the past days, and tomorrow and the next tomorrow are worth looking forward to. Writing this doesn't change anyone else, but it changes me. I found the shining point in my ordinary and trivial life. It is a record of my life. It is not a great joy or a great sorrow, nor is it vigorous, but it is something that really exists in my mind, a silhouette of emotions. Through writing constantly, I got rid of a lot of small uncertain moods. The level may not be high, but I can't stop the joy and the excitement of wanting to do better. The few friends around me know that I am writing and managing my blog and official account. After their initial praise, I have to wake up myself. In the end, this is my own business and my willingness to pour it out. On the bus, on the bumpy bus, when I think of a good sentence, I record it on the memo on my mobile phone. After turning off the light, turn it on again, and write it down on the manuscript paper at hand.
The dull and unsatisfactory life seems to have become better because of these. Although the updates are often slow due to other things, the messy and scribbled texts that have not been transcribed and uploaded are on a lot of paper in my residence and work unit. understand.
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