I can't remember the name of this movie, only the general plot and the mythical romance. In seven years, maybe the heroine was still young, but in reality, how many people can play the dreamy dream? There are too many stories telling us that fate is too gorgeous and extravagant. Some people miss it, and maybe they won't see it for a lifetime.
When I was a child, I once liked a girl silently, and it was the most obscure favorite. Later, for some reason, I lost her news. A little bit of time passed, this feeling was a little bit diluted. Although I believe in the illusory thing of fate, I also believe that it is man-made.
I remembered this movie.
Ten years later, I decided to find her. If fate wants us to meet again. It is not easy to rely on only remembering the name, even a vague memory, but I still go back to find the girl who made me cry in my dream, no matter how difficult it is. Even I am surprised that I can persist in this way.
Later, I found it stupidly. It's just that she is not the girl I have beautified thousands of times in my heart, and I am not the black and thin boy.
I smiled, it was fate that made me a little joke.
I waved my hand. If this is also a movie, I only guessed the beginning but not the end.
I touched my hair. It turned out that this is the difference between fantasy and reality. The plot in the movie turned out to be really different from reality.
Zhang Ailing said: "Meeting the person you want to meet among thousands of people, in the tens of thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, there is no early or late step, just caught up. There is nothing else to do. What I said was just a faint question: Oh, so you were here.
I just knew today that the movie is called "Fate and Destiny". I watched it again today, thinking about it, and I was embarrassed.
She How do I know where I was in the heart of a little boy; how do I know where I am in the heart of whose heart.
Maybe this is destiny, to meet or not to touch, fall in love with or be in love with, who will rub shoulders with Over, with whom to sleep together.
My world, you are called the end.
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