A heroine plays two generations. Everything about love from the mother flows through the words of her daughter's fingertips, and gradually emerges clearly in front of us.
That month, that sultry summer, the restless heart began to become unwilling to be lonely due to the collision of souls. At the moment when the love was first opened, the world was moved, and the whole world of life was dazzling.
The fireflies in the fields at night have become a token of their love. And for me, it's the only dream I smeared on my bathrobe.
As spectators, we should be glad that without these coincidences, there would be no wonderful movies. However, this time, we are very heavy as spectators. It seems that it is a mistake to applaud this exquisite picture, because the story in the flow of the movie picture makes us look forward to another ending for the first time.
The story in the story is too vicissitudes of life to tell this time, but the perfection is like a throat.
There is nothing wrong with meeting, it is true to love each other, and there is nothing wrong with goodbye. The reality is always cruel.
When the people who love each other meet again, when the hope entrusted by the necklace cannot be realized, when the life of the hero and heroine is submerged in the ocean of life, the only sparkle can only survive in our hearts. We remember that we were touched by that, and our hearts were frozen by the nameless river in a certain country along with the picture of the movie.
"When the sun shines on the sea, I miss you. When the moon shines in the spring, I miss you." We have shared sunny days, rainy days, day and night, no matter what future we face, whether you or I are in this life or not. See you again, you know somewhere in my heart I miss you.
"When the sun shines on the sea, I miss you. When the moonlight reflects in the spring, I miss you." I am no longer qualified to give you happiness in this life, but I will hold the necklace you gave me for the rest of my life Praying for your happiness and thinking of you for the rest of my life where you can't see.
At the end of the story, it is a fairy tale ending. Now, the prince and the princess are in love. The director tells us with the most effective hints from the smallest pediatricians that they have lived happily ever after. Or the director didn't imply anything, it's just that we wished too much to see at least someone happy, or we "read" the fairy tale and were guided by the habitual ending of the fairy tale. When the necklace is back on the girl's neck, we take it for granted that happiness is the inevitable outcome.
In fact, many times, we are reluctant to imagine the reality after love occurs, because the process is often accompanied by too much hurt and misfortune, so let love freeze at the moment it first happened, and let us always believe that they are like them in the movie. Just like a fairy tale.
When every love in the real world makes us sigh why we can't "if life is just like the first time", when empathy and ruthlessness have become commonplace in emotionally feasting families, when more and more people who don't understand deeply ridicule them. Old-fashioned, when we don't have the courage to insist on the dedication of the little mermaid. True love just keeps getting farther and farther away from us.
From ancient times to the present, women's obsession with love, like the eternity of time, has surprisingly never changed. Ruthlessness is not like amorous bitterness. The one who vowed not to touch again is also the one who persists the most until he is completely wounded.
I thought, "It's easy to ask for priceless treasures, and it's rare to have a man with a heart." When I first met that strange woman, I tasted her bitterness in the ridicule of so many people. If there is no thin lover in the world, how can commentators get fish mystery? It's just that her temperament is too extreme, and she is willful and reckless, sending herself to a dead end. If it wasn't for the inhumane entrusted to her at the beginning, she might still be a beautiful jade with a pure and clean side!
We grow up and understand that perfection exists only in the imagination. We know that time is short, and we know that only moments can be eternal. Life is not a movie and cannot be fixed in a certain picture. Therefore, our beautiful dreams will disappear one day.
When you fell in love with me at the moment of my innocence, please do your best to protect my innocence. When you meet me on the day I was hurt and matured, don't expect me to return to the innocence of that year. If you can't accept me at this moment, then please return to your beloved space, and don't ask me to reverse my time and space. If we meet again, I think you will only sigh that it is better to miss seeing each other. At this moment, I have grown up to this point, and everything can't go back to the way it used to be.
If love has providence, are you willing to believe in an afterlife for me?
If love really has its own providence, will we have an afterlife?
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