When you are under 18, you are in a hurry to go far away, you say that your name is not cool enough, you say that true love is not extinct, you say that those dogmas and rules are meant to be broken, you say that a small home can’t fit in a big one dream.
You think you are the only Lady Bird in the whole universe, but in the eyes of others, you are probably just a Don Quixote who can fight against windmills, addicted to fantasy, unable to extricate himself; hostile to reality, fictional distance;
The blandness and truth of the girl in the border town, the exploration and failure of adolescence, the acquaintance and dependence of best friends, the opening and closing of love, the growth of Nirvana, and finally accepting her name calmly and finding self-identity and a sense of belonging , lose face in front of everyone, and then shine alone in the dark, accepting all the embarrassment and unbearableness.
In the history of growth, there always seems to be such a stage: I feel that my family is a shackle that binds my wings, a bird who is eager to leave the big tree, and still does not understand that once it takes off, it becomes a bird without legs. However, growth is not always young and vigorous. Is it learned after rushing left and right?
Those scenes in my mind: the severe and deep love of my parents, the resolute and tight corners of the mouth, the eyes full of emotion, the mother who was accustomed to crying with anger, and the tears moved by the selfless sacrifice of my mother countless times before. Si Hengliu was determined to change his past and be a good person, but in the next second, he was arrogant, and he wanted to become better, but most of the time he just wanted the whole world to explode.
That was also a brilliant stage, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, with strong vigor and inflated desires, facing the girl who came by, always thinking about how to lift the bottom of her skirt. Perhaps the sharp weapon on his body has not been opened, so he is full of infinite fantasies and curiosity about the physical body of the opposite sex.
It was still a stage of a hero's dream, and the young blood was flowing, not only the scorching heat of hiding under the covers and watching pornographic films. He also has the courage to fight, climb up the wall full of glass shards uninhibitedly, pierce his hands with blood, and also want to explore the outside world. He is bloody and fearless. Of course, you may also bully children younger than yourself because of your age, fight with friends, show off chasing a girl for the first time, and hypocritically want to be the coolest person.
We grew up like this in those years, ruffian, wretched, unconventional, and the things we long for are ordinary and mundane, but very youthful.
Growing up, we have our own joys and sorrows. There is not so much hysteria. After all, life is still warm and round. We always have to go around and go through a rebellious youth, but in the end, in the pain and regret of youth, we learn to be harmonious. When I grew up, I compromised and finally reconciled with the world.
“I want you to be the best version of yourself you can be.”
"what if this is the best version?"
It's ok to be Lady Bird.
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