For a long time, I have been searching for the meaning of life. There are thousands of people in this world, what is the difference between my existence and other beings?
I was constantly swaying between self-encouragement and self-denial, sometimes inspired by my inner courage, full of beautiful expectations for the future; We are shaped by complex emotions and the myriad choices that result from them, leading to a million different paths in life.
The translation of "Nowhere to Be Reconciled" is really appropriate. As the protagonists of the movie, they are burdened with a past that is more or less irreconcilable to them, and therefore it is difficult to return to the place where they once lived. Just like the nails on the wood will leave deep "wounds" even if they are pulled out, the wounds in the heart are more difficult to heal. Lost relatives, mistakes made, all kinds of regrets and regrets are all one-way roads that cannot be turned back.
I fully understand the feeling of those "homeless" people who are over half a hundred years old and even gray-haired on the road - as long as you don't stop and keep moving forward, the unknown can save me from desperate memories.
All kinds of people on the road, the deep and dense jungle, the stones carved by time, the waves caused by the sea hitting the reef... I love them, but I don't belong to any of them. I'm just alone, and I met you on the way, that's all.
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