Everything is fleeting, and even the deceit of the past will become the beauty of the memory. Yes, this sentence has rescued people in deep difficulties and sorrows countless times. It tells us not to care about the current difficulties, and our current hardships will become beautiful memories worth remembering in the future. But its next sentence is, if life deceives me, I will deceive life. Life can be true or false, just treat it as deceitful deception equals to not deceived. We can deceive ourselves to beautify our memories, whitewash the peace, and the pain of the past that we pretend to be all is not pain, but another gain of our own choice.
The heroine in the movie, in her memory, is calm and full of love, and she insists that all harm is not harm, but a symbol that fate is in her own hands, she can deceive herself to live in her own beautiful memories For 35 years, she lived a life that seemed to be no different from ordinary people, and it was only when her mother brought up the incident, the "beautiful" summer memories of her 13-year-old notes, that she was able to re-examine this passage she had almost Forget the clean so-called good memories.
When the good memories began to crack, she refused to admit it. She revisited the old place as if nothing had happened, revisited the beautiful 13-year-old ranch in her memory, and met the friends who were with her at that time. Like an old friend, she was right Everything is full of nostalgia.
Although she now knows that what the 30-year-old coach did to her was obscene, but under the filter of love, everything was instantly colored with candy, which was beautiful and sweet. And when she knew that the coach had not only "loved" her, but also other girls, she seemed to wake up, and she began to doubt and doubt the good memories of the 13-year-old.
Real life hits her face, she's cheating herself, cheating others, cheating life, her life is not good at all, she's not good, she can't get married, she can't have children, she can't have an orgasm, those are the beauty of those grooming Memories behind the hands and feet done to her life. Sometimes, time will make us forget our own pain, but some pain will become part of our thinking after the precipitation of time, and become the smoke of self-paralysis, and when the smoke dissipates, we will know how to touch ourselves. From here.
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