Is life really good

Camron 2021-10-18 09:31:07

Dreams and reality often fight, and more often we are helpless with fate. George, who has dreamed of adventure since childhood, never walked out of the Bedford town that he “hates” all his life. In reality, we also rubbed our dreams again and again. Shoulder to shoulder. Seeing the dream approaching, you stretch out your hand, but the dream is pushed in the opposite direction by reality at the last second. I have to say that this is very common. From the beginning of George’s grief and grief, then he silently stared at the car going away, and then he just walked home silently and hugged his wife Mary. Like George, we accept reality again and again, and we are more and more accustomed to accepting such endless The reality of the desire. However, this is just unsatisfactory. When disaster strikes, we, who seem to be extremely strong and actually fragile, are polished under unsatisfactory conditions, how long can we persist? George walked onto the bridge and watched the swift river. Where are we? George is really lucky. His blessing is that he has a chance to return to Bedford town. If he has lost it, he knows its beauty and preciousness.

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Extended Reading
  • Anais 2021-10-20 19:00:33

    In the last five minutes, tears flowed freely, but my heart was extremely warm.

  • Janessa 2022-03-24 09:01:10

    Female character in the 1940s: If she is married, she will be a strong, determined wife/mother who does everything; if she is not married, she will become a miserable, rustic and neurotic old girl ...

It's a Wonderful Life quotes

  • Violet Bick: [being dragged into a squad car by police] That sailor's a liar!

  • George Bailey: [on Mary being caught naked in the bushes after her robe slips off] This is a very interesting situation!

    Mary: Please give me my robe.

    George Bailey: A man doesn't get in a situation like this every day.

    Mary: I'd like to have my robe.

    George Bailey: Not in Bedford Falls anyway.

    Mary: [after the bushes' thorns starting hurting her] Ouch! Oh!

    George Bailey: Gezundheit.

    Mary: George Bailey!

    George Bailey: Inspires a little thought!

    Mary: Give me my robe.

    George Bailey: I've read about things like this.

    Mary: Shame on you! I'm going to tell your mother on you.

    George Bailey: Well, my mother is way up on the corner.

    Mary: I'll call the police!

    George Bailey: Well, they're all the way downtown. They'd be on my side.

    Mary: Then I'll scream!

    George Bailey: Maybe I can sell tickets.

    [a car pulls up, and George is told that his father has suffered a stroke]