Today, when I read the news of the earthquake in Taiwan, I think about the lives that may die out inadvertently. Human reproduction itself is just a big joke. To reproduce for the sake of each other's union is really speechless.
The heroine of this film still loves her husband deeply, but in the end she came together with the husband in the program she edited, and it seems that she did not feel the pain of losing her father. Do you still believe in true love? In my opinion, it is just a perfunctory word. Hormonal libido creates inexplicable trust between men and women.
People who have seen too much are often regarded as lunatics by others. The suicide of Nietzsche and Haizi is undoubtedly a perfect example. Anyway, the world is already like this, why not have a good time with it? Ha ha
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