Last night, I learned about this movie through a short story, and I was fed some food that others had chewed so that I always deserted when watching the movie. I haven't watched a movie seriously for about half a year. Maybe it's because of the busyness of life's trivial work that I'm insensitive. Such a classic movie is just a little bit, which makes me sigh, is it because I'm about to fall in the red dust?
After leaving the school, the desire became stronger and stronger, and everything around exudes its own charm, dazzling. I have done a lot of wrong things and told a lot of lies. Do I have the courage to admit my mistakes, or should I compromise with them when things develop out of my control and face a breakdown? Maybe that’s when I’m truly lonely and helpless. It’s my nature to beg A trace of pity from others, all I can do is the "drag" trick I told my colleagues before, which didn't make things better.
Write something happy, don't hurt the people closest to you, they love you. Face yourself bravely, in fact, you are useless, you just want to work hard to live
this movie is nice
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