Just, I don't know why, maybe it's been a long time since I didn't have the feeling of trying my best to protect and cherish the same thing, the kind of desperate effort to kill the red eye regardless of my own life and death. I'm always calm and indifferent, and I secretly feel that I'm a dick, but I don't know that it's actually the worst, because I'm escaping from my own concerns. It's very rare to be in a panic and be at a loss for what to do, because something happened, the first thing that comes to my mind is myself. To smile. In fact, think about what it is for, it is not Zhou Yu, and the opposite is not Zhuge Liang. We should not cry, laugh when we need to, and love shyly even if we stutter and blush when we need to love. Don't think too much about whether it's good or bad, maybe it's best to be honest. I have always used knocked out teeth and swallowed blood as warning words. I learned to hide my emotions and desires from a very young age, because they say that even if you lose in the end, as long as you don't care, you are still invincible. Oh.
But in fact, I still yearn for it. I just love making excuses for myself.
Even if I feel fortunate that such a sincere movie occasionally reminds me that the blood has not completely dried up, my reason knows that this is only occasionally, and soon, maybe as long as I sleep, these emotions will turn into snot bubbles.
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