Today is 2009, 11, 27, and Yajie is sitting on my right, with his arms crossed and his head supported, staring at the screen. I leaned my head over and buried it in her chest, it was nice that I could still touch her. It's nice to hear "the party and the state will protect you", we all watch disaster movies.
When I was an undergraduate, I watched "The Living Fire and Molten City" in the disaster class (oh my god, there is such a class). After returning to the dormitory, everyone is like a new student. Strong and big sigh, to enjoy life. I suddenly felt that watching a disaster movie has the same meaning as attending a farewell ceremony, which will trigger people to re-examine this life.
Yesterday, Yajie said that I miss my childhood very much. I pinched her neck and told her, little sister, you will miss the present and regret the regrets you have left in the future. So, you must take advantage of your youth, don't waste a minute to be presumptuous, live your life ruthlessly, do all the things you want to do, and don't miss a single cent. What you are gone will never come back.
After watching the movie, I would like to add that what you are looking forward to may not come, and the opportunities you thought would still come, may not come, and even the sun that rises every day, you may not be able to see it tomorrow morning.
If one day the land will sink to the bottom of the sea, at least I have lived enthusiastically.
Do what you can do as well as you can, and do what you don't have to do so well. My philosophy of life is that whether it is studying or working, it is for living. While I was watching "Dwelling", Guo Haiping said in it, "This city is so big, others came, I came too; while I put my eyelashes in front of the mirror and brushed foundation, dressed up beautifully. Destiny. This is my life, looking at the future with high ambitions, and thinking about men in boring gossip. However, when I looked at 2012, the land that I thought was the safest and most stable collapsed in an instant, and the building standing above collapsed like a toppled mahjong tile. Frightened tears like water in a thermos bottle were spilled out. I suddenly realized a problem. If life is likened to Pandora's box, every day it is opened and the same day after day flies out. When one day, life ceases to exist, what is left at the end?
Sometimes I ask myself why people in the hospital who are burned, amputated, endure pain and devastated lives, why are they alive. If I were them, what would I use to convince myself not to die? The reason must have nothing to do with jobs, houses, monthly salary, all kinds of men on the road. But the people I love, and I want to be with them.
If one day the land will sink to the bottom of the sea, I will be with you.
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