You must know some Russian literature, and you must love watching French movies. It is very deep and meaningful. As for the profession, it has to be a writer.
And the chubby guy in the back row who had two or three pimples from time to time and blushed when he talked to girls. who cares? How could it have anything to do with me.
So, almost ten years later, that chubby boy became my current husband. But now, when I look back on my past self, I really want to rush to give myself two big mouths 10 years ago, "Wake up you!".
A girl in her teens lives the most ordinary life of a school and a family. The classmates are ordinary, the teachers are ordinary, and the parents are ordinary. The only thing that makes people feel excited is the future. We always think of our future as pink, like jenny lying on the floor barefoot and humming to the French chanson on the record player, our future has infinite possibilities, and it will never be like mine parents. I will go to university, I will go to Paris, I will experience things my parents have never experienced, and I will live a life completely different from my parents.
Ten years ago, I used to read some difficult and obscure books, memorized a few high-level terminologies, and from time to time pretended to have high-level discussions with people; Even though I actually like Milo more than coffee. We always feel that we are older and more mature than everyone else.
However, at that time, I didn't know how to live or how to live. I love the life outlined in fashion magazines, but I never think about how to achieve it; I like to see tasteful men and women in and out of bars, but I don't know that desire is a bottomless pit; I know almost all luxury brands, but I don't Knowing that vanity is a swamp, and once it falls, there is no place to stand.
None of us were so "lucky" that we never happened to meet a david. He's mature, there's never been a man like that around us; he's funny, he's always amusing you; he can give you everything you want, whether it's parties, fancy dresses or Paris. However, behind the adult world is a dark fairy tale, you can't tell the truth of his words, you can't be sure of his sincerity, right and wrong will trouble you. Only then did you realize how precious that chubby little boy's clean pupils are compared to these.
We are not jennys, and we don't necessarily have davids in our lives; but we all had jennys in our hearts and eventually grew up (even without davids), knowing that real life doesn't grow out of trees.
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