, tomorrow is crueler
, but the day after tomorrow is beautiful.
Most people will die tomorrow night.
Only true heroes
can see the sunshine of the day after tomorrow. Come down and go around in the story. come over again. Images, sounds, atmosphere and mood are with you. But I must know that there are still unreserved moments in the record. Then think about where you want to go, first of all, you must eat well, rest well, take good care of your family and yourself. Anyway, you, you, you, you know what I'm about to say. After the reappearance, the image appears to be your calmness and my fierceness! I don't know if it's because of indifference in my nature or because it takes too long to return to peace? Or both! And you, when you are excited, angry, and faced with failure, I can clearly see the determined you and the helpless you, the images are constantly intertwined and overlapped, and despite the differences, they finally match. When you are faced with disappointment and are determined to be a Loser, what is my expression on this side of the screen at the moment? The expression in his eyes was blank, and the look in his eyes skipped the disappointment at this moment. While complaining about the sky and the other person, I feel sorry for myself. I remember facing such big and small failures. But you clearly know in your heart that you also endure all kinds of life. Next time, next time, will I still say we are different until yesterday? ! It is reality hitting your beautiful ideal. Your 9 laws of success; your trivial as usual; your corners; your color weakness and firmness; your little belly and big glasses. From that moment on it was inexplicable chaos and a series of predictable dilemmas. Once life is a little better for me, I feel uncomfortable. I only saw that you said she is shaking her ass. When you dance the seemingly absurd striptease on the stage and confront the reality, you feel real and pure, and that is the recovery of self-worth. You are real, and you are real to me. Yes, that's a gesture to the world.
What am I most afraid of? The worst fear is that I don't care about this world. Can endure being hated, ignored, or even looked down upon. These are not afraid of, the most afraid of is that he did not exist at all. I can't give up the possibility that the vague feeling of unease seems to disappear, and then I am willing to call myself out, but the softest part of my heart is stupidly waiting to pretend and perform on the stage of reality. When you, a Nietzsche fan, yelled do what we wanna do, fuck the rest, at you who attempted suicide, I let it go.
Silly and idiotic, life is like that. Loster's memory of success is like the green memory of our first love, beautiful. Always, so resolutely left clear scratches across my body. Bitterness is deeply connected with the flesh and grows wildly. How could it be so easy to separate? The more silent you are, the deeper you sink and dare to face the future.
As for the future, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow and beyond. The yellow bus goes all the way, and you see the bright sun. Give me your chance, let's not stop in our hearts when we're down. You can do nothing, just accept it. You can also tell me that you can see a happy, happy life. Whenever your feeling comes, follow it. I don't complain anymore, because I know that you have been living, you are the one who smoked on the opposite balcony; you are the one who returned home at night; you are the one who walked in a hurry...
but we don't know, if life is only in the eyes of others No one applauds, so why not? !
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