Some articles say that in the end the clown died, "People are inherently dead, or heavier than Taishan, or lighter than a feather." I am not interested in the death of the clown. I still stayed that night. I have Asperger's syndrome. I tried to make some friends outside instead of walking by wearing headphones, but it didn't work. He was too afraid that his friends would become Runtu and Master.
There used to be a lunatic asylum with two lunatics in it. One night, they were fed up and decided to escape, so they turned up the roof and they saw the roof of the city, extending the road to freedom in the moonlight, and there was a road at their feet. Abyss, one of them jumped over the roof without much effort, but the second did not dare to jump and said: "The roof is too high, I will fall to death!" He was too scared. So the other one said: "Hey! I turn on the flashlight, and you walk along the beam of light!" The second one said: "Are you stupid? I know you will turn off the flashlight when I'm halfway." Dropped!"
I like to look at stories from multiple angles and translate jokes into current society.
In fact, the rules of current social life are actually contrary to the content of their education. People who have more personal ideas, the more they struggle, and those who abandon their original intentions tend to move faster on the road to secular success.
Why didn't that person throw his thoughts in that narrow gap, jump over, and live a good life.
I like James Gordon. When Batman went to catch the Joker, he said he had to follow the rules.
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