Is there such a thing as fate? ?

Kristin 2022-04-22 07:01:02

This movie tells us that after summer there is an autumn.
In fact, I personally think that summer is not the last person to the male protagonist. Her cuteness and tricks are right, but her attitude towards love has made the male protagonist run as a back-up partner, and she is half-dead from exhaustion. As the old saying goes: If you don't care about him, it's fine, why bother others? People have set fireworks on this side to celebrate, but there is nothing wrong with you. The male protagonist who was tortured all doubted his life, doubted his love, and also blamed the rich emotions and less rational thinking of literary young men. I am immersed in my own made-up love and hatred every day, unable to extricate myself, and finally being "destined" to return to its original shape, this is the end.
That might be too vicious to say. Every day, we have countless possibilities to meet the person we want to meet. When we are young, everyone expects to meet the person they like unexpectedly. Emotionally speaking, anyone who has experienced it knows this beauty. From a scientific point of view,,,, I do not know. But I sometimes get so obsessed with this feeling that I almost find someone and pay for a chance encounter. Oh, it's doomed!
Some people believe that if they are single all the time, they will wait for the one to appear. It must be neither too soon nor too late. At that moment, they will make a grand debut, and then they will feel; There are not always good men. I don't know the rest. As a person who doesn't have much emotional experience, I can see that writing things like this.
Finally, thank the director for putting so many beautiful songs and illustrations in this film. they are cute.

In the end, I not only look forward to summer, but also to autumn, so let them come one by one. I will wait for him in the winter of Urumqi.

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500 Days of Summer quotes

  • Summer: There's no such thing as love, it's fantasy...

  • Tom: Yeah, uh, this is... And Rhoda, no disrespect, but um, this is total shit.

    McKenzie: Tom!

    Tom: "Go for it" "You can do it"? That's not inspirational, that's suicidal. If pickles goes for it right there, that's a dead cat. These are lies. We're liars. Think about it. Why do people buy these things? It's not 'cause they wanna say how they feel. People buy cards 'cause they can't say how they feel or they're afraid too. We provide the service that lets them off the hook. You know what? I say to hell with it. Let's level with America. At least let them speak for themselves! Right? I mean, look! What-What is this? What does it say? "Congratulations on your new baby." Right? How 'bout, "Congratulations on your new baby. Guess that's it for hanging out. Nice knowing you."

    Vance: Sit down, Hansen.

    Tom: How bout this one, with all the pretty hearts on the front? I think I know where this ones going. Yep! "Happy Valentines Day, sweetheart. I love you." That sweet? Ain't love grand? This is exactly what I'm talking about. What does that even mean, "love"? Do you know? Do you? Anybody?

    McKenzie: Tom...

    Tom: If somebody gave me this card, Mr. Vance, I would eat it. It's these cards, and the movies and the pop songs, they're to blame for all the lies and the heartache, everything. We're responsible. *I'm responsible.* I think we do a bad thing here. People should be able to say how they feel, how they really feel, not you know, some words that some stranger put in their mouths. Words like "love"... that don't mean anything. Sorry, I'm sorry. I, uh... I quit. I'm... There's enough bullshit in the world without my help.