Some people's youth is very cruel, and I am unfortunately one of them.
The cruelty I experienced was not the one shown in the film, it was a different one.
Everyone has a shadow, and the question is when will we get out of that shadow. Some choose to self-destruct, some choose to be tough, and some choose to be heartless. I'm stupid, and self-destruction is picked on by me. I was always arguing with myself in my self-destruction and search for redemption, and I ended up getting hysterical. For now, it appears that self-destruction has the upper hand.
I am not me now, I can only say.
The beautiful things of literature and art, on the one hand, sublime and dilute the pain of people, and on the other hand, magnify the small pain experienced by people a thousand times ten thousand times, and finally I am moved by myself and cry in self-pity. One, and then continued hysteria.
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