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Recently, I realized that I quite like Chunxia. After watching many of her interview clips, I think she is a rare young but mature-minded girl with a unique charm. I basically rarely like a celebrity, and Chunxia is one.
When I think of Chunxia, it reminds me of the 90s Academy Award-winning actress, Wang Jiamei, in "The Search for Plum in the Snow", a movie I'm still afraid to watch, I think it's too heavy, and I'm afraid of the feeling of my mood hitting rock bottom all of a sudden, maybe it's good to wait for a day when my mood is very sunny and bright, and then come back to watch this movie to balance out the emotions.
People, can not be too happy, can not be too sad. The first time I saw the movie, I was so happy that I forgot about it, and I was so sad that I couldn't see myself.
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In FM, I heard Chunxia's reply to Chen Ru's letter, and Chunxia's voice echoed in my earphones, clean and pure, and the content of the letter was also extremely literary and beautiful.
One of the lines is: Everything loves me and hates me.
Very much like this sentence, poetic, all things revive, residual mixed with some sense of helplessness, but also the acceptance of this helplessness, seem frank and comfortable.
A drop of rain hit my cheek, was kissing me.
Brewed a cup of cocoa-flavored Ovaltine, the aroma is strong, think Ovaltine is so good to me.
The sunflower I planted opened its buds, and it was probably cheering me on.
The old aunty of my neighbor's house enthusiastically slipped me two red bean-flavored mochi, and the shredded coconut on the surface was greeting me in a friendly way.
...... There's so much more, I just notice it.
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Everything loves me and hates me for not being able to compete, I read this sentence over and over again, and as I read it, it came naturally: Parents love their children and hate them for not being able to compete. And then emerged is the face of mom and dad, more lines left by the years, bubbling with a few silver threads, but still a look of peace and quiet.
My early years rarely give parents worry, but also these two years, to them to create a lot of trouble. The high school mind scattered Huan, nothing to do, learning to learn a lesson to forget a repeated pattern, the results of the college entrance examination also made me ashamed, and I can not wait to head into the south wall. Of course not hit dead, also counted blessed life, but remembered the early years of my father said to me, to study well, what you need dad can buy for you, the future exam a good university to dad glory.
Dad is an ordinary outside workers, supporting the family, hard and heartbreaking. The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't know what to do, but I'd like to know what I'm doing.
In fact, it is an ordinary family, but as a child, we rarely suffer, too dependent on their parents, then less good quality of hard work. Now think about it, this is really not good for the future.
When I was young, I didn't know my parents' bitter tears, and I was smart enough to think that I might have been smoked by the onions, and I wouldn't help them wipe away their tears. By now, I know that not only onions can induce tears, but my skin is thin, and I hesitated to put down my outstretched hand.
Raising children is a parent's obligation, what about love? Is it the duty of parents to love their children? If you say no, you will be killed. There is a saying that there is no parent under the sky who does not love his or her child.
I feel that love is not an obligation, it is from the inside out, willing to pay, conscience and suffering to do things that do not know, the purpose is only one, so that the child is always good.
Thank you mom and dad, forgive me for not fighting, but also as always, tolerate me, love me. This is a lucky child.
Talking about it, a little off the track, but drove to the harvest field, warm and welcoming, thinking about it is not bad.
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Chunxia said she is narcissistic feel that everything loves her, I also think that there is this point of narcissism is also good, I think that the wind blowing on my face is love me, the sparkling water is love me, feel that everything who love me is love me, is to want to be surrounded by love.
Forgot which magazine interview, the host let Chunxia describe a paragraph to come to Paris, that paragraph let me have an immersive feeling. The sun shines on the earth, I am sitting on a bench next to the square, holding a baguette smeared with jam, chewing, and a cup of strong coffee on the chair, I also tear off a little bit of bread crumbs from time to time to spread to the flock of pigeons in the fluttering. Beside me at some point came an orange-colored cat with two teary eyes about to ooze teardrops. And I was reading a book with gold trim. I felt that everything loved me so much and I was content.
Here's what Spring and Summer said: "At 10 a.m., the sunlight soothed me gently through the fabric, and the soda sitting on the table contained an entire, ever-changing universe. The pigeons in the square are no longer on a mission, they have become the more idle creatures of the planet, and unless you walk up to them, they will lazily and perfunctorily show you the beauty of the movement of life. It makes me think of you, like a cat spread out on the pavement with nothing in front of you, no one can easily excite you. I explore myself in this sunshine in my steps and send letters to you with a devout and true invitation: dear you, rise for me and let me see your pink tongue and the sharpness of your nails."
It's hard to find love in this world anymore, and allow me to be pessimistic and say that materialism, greed, and indifference have pushed love so far away that it's become a luxury, and there's a dismal desolation to it. However, you can only lie on all fours on the bed, looking at the cold ceiling, burst a foul mouth, shit, accept it, the world is this way. Then I heard my mother shouting downstairs for dinner, quickly wash your hands for dinner, tonight there are sweet and sour pork and garlic flower nail, all your favorite food.
I got up, and my mom's voice was echoing, and I realized that I was just thinking about something else, and I ran downstairs in a 100-meter sprint, and I was like, "Mom, I don't think you're as good as you are at cooking.
Not two days after returning home, mom was lazy, directly outside to buy cooked food, is crispy roast duck, with sour plum sauce, but also ate me happy, only to find that mom has looked at me also smiled.
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Live well, starting with an apple a day.