anyone who knows what love is

Three stories, the one that moved me the most is the story of the male protagonist and his girlfriend. Try to imagine, what would happen if one day you and the one you love can no longer meet and communicate, you even lose the basis for missing him? In the age of our brother now, it seems that only death can do it. The reversal of "Black Mirror" is that it ridicules all this on the opposite side-only death can make you meet again. The male protagonist has been peeping at his unseen lover and child in the woods for four years. When he finally breathed a sigh of relief and took the Christmas present of his choice to see his daughter, the moment the child turned around, he almost turned around. What is crueler than seeing my lover, being unable to tell my love and making me regret looking at each other from a distance, is the truth that can be seen-the most painful betrayal and deceit in love. Maybe you and I are Beth, who will confess all this and face it all, but high-tech has simplified everything in this way. People have the conditions to be an ostrich, burying their face in the sand nest and cannot look directly. Of course, the most profound reason for this is not love. That's why the male protagonist makes people feel sad. He has been thinking about it for so many years, but his lover has hardly given an explanation. It turned out that it was not your fault, but because he didn't love you.

This is certainly not an excuse for sin, but it is also conceivable that his sanity is out of control when he knows the truth. The negative emotions of sadness and anger knocked him down, and "her father has always disliked me" is just a soft excuse.

That song echoed in my mind anyone who knows what love is:
you can blame me
try to shame me
and still I'll care for you and still I'll care for you
you can run around you can run around well
even put me down even disappoint me
still I'll be there for you I'm still waiting for you
the world may think I'm foolish people might laugh at me silly
they can not see you because they can not see
like i can in my eyes you
oh, but anyone Oh, but any
man who knows what love is know how to love
will understand will certainly understand

that a given set of eyes, the sad melody And the bright smiles in the audience. People who don’t love are more sober, so we see her love, but he can’t.

However, all of this is certainly not an excuse for sin. He killed someone after all, after all, the little girl died because of him. His consciousness was trapped in the white Christmas-a thousand years. The executor, with a secretive and successful smile, used the hand of justice to punish the consciousness of a criminal.

He was silent against the world, but his consciousness nearly collapsed in a high-tech circle. He didn't know that his consciousness had betrayed him, and he was unaware of the pain of his consciousness. The reason why his consciousness betrayed him is simple-no one is an island. It is human beings who are afraid of loneliness, everyone has the desire to talk, and opening the gap to talk is actually very simple, that is, to listen. When a person shares his secrets with heart and soul, his consciousness becomes very soft and weak, and he always feels that he is also obliged to share his secrets. The deeper reason is that talking is a primitive desire.

In this high-tech space, your own consciousness has become your own slave, isn't it paradoxical? The point is that you who choose to do all of this do not know that you have enslaved yourself. He didn't know that there was a self, he was in pain, he lost his freedom and he became a slave. If you knew all this, would you still choose to do this?/

Technology is the gospel of mankind. It's just that human beings are too complex, human beings are soft and have spiritual needs, and many things may be troublesome, but they are the needs of the human spiritual world, and technology cannot interpret all of these. It makes people's lives easier, but the human spiritual world becomes more and more dry and cold.

Perhaps this is the theme of the black mirror, like the sword of Damocles.

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