I have a small belly.
My dad is a middle-aged man who only talks but can't do anything.
My mother is a desperate housewife who stays in her hands all day long and becomes insensitive to marriage and life.
My grandfather is a vulgar old man who is addicted to drugs and pornographic magazines, and is full of swear words.
My brother is a stubborn man who is more affectionate to Nietzsche than to me. He
was a diehard who didn’t say hello to me for nine months in the Air Force. My uncle is a lovelorn and unemployed. Unsuccessful homosexuality,
and I, sitting in front of the TV, watched the winning clips of the Miss America contest over and over again, freeze frame, replay, freeze frame, replay, and enjoy it. I dream that one day I can also add to the crown, enjoy a lot of pampering on stage, open my mouth to a surprisingly exaggerated level, and then make a high-decibel scream that surprises me. Therefore, I participated in the Little Sunshine Beauty campaign, which is a relatively simple beauty pageant suitable for seven-year-old girls like me.
You say, will I succeed?
"Little Miss Sunshine"-this phoenix flying out of Sundance, its predecessor was called a sparrow. The characters in the movie stumbled and ridiculously drove the dilapidated bus to the unknown front; people outside the movie ran around for investment, grind their mouths, burned for the filming, and worried about the box office. Perhaps it is this persistent perseverance and unremitting efforts that allowed us to witness a fairy tale where the ugly duckling in the drama transforms into the white swan in reality.
Step 1:
Can't jump. When Sheryl held her brother who had attempted suicide in the hospital and said, "I'm so glad you are still there", his brother Frank replied "Only one of us thinks that way"-a soft and weak sentence. So desperate.
Non-mainstream sexuality, people I love do not love me, unemployment, unrecognized talents, Frank has all the elements that constitute suicide. In fact, he did the same, but he failed again.
Some failures are worthy of thanks, because it gives you a chance to face and examine life again.
Otherwise, how can Frank face the sea in that breezy afternoon and realize that suffering is actually the essence of the baptism of the good times in life?
Maybe, it’s just Frank’s self-comfort, but the following sentence "If you sleep until you are eighteen, you will find that you have missed so much suffering. For example, high school life is your best suffering. "Time" is hitting our weakness. Yes, we can’t sleep at the age of eighteen, we can’t jump. From eight months to eight, eighteen and eighty, we can only walk forward step by step. The traps can’t be jumped in mud, the potholes can’t be jumped, how long is the road , Just go far.
It's just that, when we have tried every possible way to escape from the miserable time, when has it become the past that we can't ask for? Once upon a time, we were tired of the bondage of our parents, we were afraid of the oppression of the mountains and seas of books, but after many years we cherished the feeling of being pampered and warmed by our parents, when did that noisy and laughing classroom become sitting on the wall Deserted office?
We often live in memories, because we can't jump over suffering, and we can't jump back to life.
The second step: Grandpa, grandpa is
such a vulgar grandpa, there will be a little granddaughter who is so cute and innocent—I really doubt whether there is a mistake in the DNA sequence of the little girl Oliver.
Facts speak louder than words. Look at him.
For women: You are still young. I will give you a suggestion. On a group of women, remember, not one, but a group.
For drugs: young people don’t smoke, unless you are crazy, that thing will Take your life. Old people don’t smoke unless you are crazy.
When Oliver took off his big earphones and asked Grandpa what he was talking about, Grandpa blurted out "politics" without thinking. It was a wonderful irony. Could politics be purer than sex and drugs?
We can dig deep philosophies on this crude surface. For women, the theory is that life needs to be happy and happy in time. For drugs, it is to do the right thing at the right time. But all this is nonsense to Grandpa, he just lives according to his own wishes, it's that simple.
Grandpa is so maverick that he doesn't need to beautify and disagree with mainstream values. His death was only a result of his own initiative. So I’m not surprised that after a short period of grief, what we saw turned out to be funny teasers.
Grandpa's body was thrown out of the window like a sampan, and the obsessed traffic police turned a blind eye to the corpse nearby.
This vulgar, drug addicted, and erotic grandfather turned out to be the spiritual bond that twists the family together. Is this kind of joke a joy to grandpa's undead spirit?
You see, Oliver dances the striptease taught by his grandpa so earnestly and resolutely.
Step 3: What people ultimately love is their own desires, not what they want! —— Nietzsche
Dwayne has ambitions, dreams of flying in the sky, is obsessed with Nietzsche, and looks down on everything, including his family. I don't know the inevitable connection between not speaking and being an Air Force, maybe even Dwayne doesn't know why.
Or, Dwayne believes that this kind of persistence will be successful. Nine months of silence, the deltoid, biceps, abdominal muscles, chest muscles and thigh muscles must not be missing. Then, he can drive the F16 high-flying dive, blue sky and white clouds, Be free and free from the shackles of this uproarious world.
However, life made a little joke with him. He was color-blind and lost his qualifications as an air force.
After learning of the "bad news", Dwayne began a series of curses beginning with F, then accepted the silent comfort of his sister Oliver, and finally regrouped and said "Go fuck the air force, if I want to fly, I will be myself Find a way to fly".
What a cliche turning point, like the protagonist in a soap opera, but we are still inevitably shaken. We are shaken not only because Dwayne is sober from desire, but also because he has really found what he wants-warmth The family love, heart-to-heart communication, not noble but happy attitude towards life.
And all these seemingly simple and superficial things, how many people are lost in it?
Step 5: Winners and losers
There is a best-selling book called "Rich Dad, Poor Dad", which probably teaches men how to get out of the ranks of poor dads and get closer to rich dads. From the title of the book, you can easily define the winners and losers without any effort.
The warm arms, the kind smiling face, the tireless counseling, and the love of licking the calf can't match this line between rich and poor. If we follow this standard, then we can only regret to announce that Richard is a loser, because he failed to become famous and failed to grasp a lot of money, so his theory is nothing, and the idea he has always insisted on is nothing. , His unremitting practice is nothing. It is certainly not a big deal that he still drives a small motorcycle to beg for boringness when he knows he has failed.
For those who only look at the commanding heights but turn a blind eye to the footprints and blood and sweat on the climbing road, all this is really nothing.
What are the winners and losers in life towards the same end?
Step 6:
Throw her into the crowd by the bright spots that are not bright , you will never find it out. She does not commit suicide. She is not a homosexual. She will not disable her vocal cords for nine months. She is not a porn maniac. Of course, she will not inject heroin into her veins at midnight. pass. She is sometimes upset, numb and bored with life, but she never gives up caring for her family. Although for them, it feels more like nosy chatter. Sometimes she will urge her children to fulfill their own dreams, and sometimes she will be out of step with her husband, awakening his dream of getting rich. For the young and old, three meals a day are fully arranged, and the chores are taken care of by themselves. You can't see the frost and snow on her temples; you can't see the gully of her eyebrows; you can't see the thick calluses of her hands. Because, your attention has been focused on the white, tender and interesting baby in your arms...
her name is pronounced simple and straightforward-mama.
Step 8:
Oliver, the ugly duckling of sunshine , let me answer your question. Yes, you failed and you were forever banned from stepping on the beauty pageant stage in California.
Oliver, please don't use the spiritual victory method that even though I lose, I am the real little beauty of sunshine.
Oliver, you lost, because you are not a lotus flower, you are not slim, you don't have beautiful clothes, you don't have dazzling skills, you don't understand clever replies, you don't understand flattering smiles.
Oliver, you bring a pair of big glasses, you have a little belly, you will never be able to become Nicole Kidman, Cameron Diaz, Natalie Portman among these beauties Either one, you are just an ugly duckling.
Oliver, but I am jealous of you, you have such a warm family, you have such a pure heart, and you have such a happy life.
Oliver, one day, you will understand that your beauty does not need to be defined by others' scores.
The ninth step: Uncle Bus said that
I was under pressure and did not solve it, but I don't overstate it because I know it's useless. I also never seek to shake hands with others in exchange for a bit of personal dignity, because I know that is of no use.
I am old and very distressed. Sometimes I can’t walk and ask someone to push me. Sometimes my asthma attacks will attract traffic police grandpa’s cross-examination-although they are not necessarily older than me, I think, On the highway, they are grandpas.
You asked me where I was heading, I said I didn’t know; you asked me if you had no goal in life, I said I didn’t know; you continued to ask me what is the difference between a life without a goal and a salted fish, I was anxious, and blurted out that my goal in life is Walking, and your goal in life is on the sidelines. You are at a loss, I continue to stagger forward.
If you ask me what is the most beautiful step in my life, I will give you the answer that will kill the world: the next step, if any.
Thanks to "Little Miss Sunshine", when I was bored and bored with the five-person six-person nine-to-five and the dog-like three-point-one line, I had a face-to-face meeting with me.
"Little Miss Sunshine" did not give me life, nor did it give me enlightenment, nor did it use profound philosophy to open up my two lines of Ren and Du, so that my inspiration for life was gushing like spring water. Even it itself is on the move with an uncertain future. I am grateful to it because it allows me to see so many people who have not been labeled as success, living so hard and beautifully, just like all beings, just like the world-what reason do I have to not live well?
What are the fourth and seventh steps? I can't remember, life is too messy, and I am too chaotic. I'm just wondering, why must it be nine steps? Why do our lives run on the tracks preset by others?
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