There are many kinds of books, some of which can be read in one breath, for hours, for a day or two, without stopping, and I can't wait to forget all about eating and sleeping. I remember when I was young, I used to read until late at night. When my grandmother woke up, she saw that the light was still on. She often says, "Little darling, why are you still studying?" ? It is too late. See you tomorrow. Go to sleep! Sometimes I am really sleepy, so I just fall asleep. Sometimes the content in the book is really wonderful, so I will keep it as it is until I finish reading it.
But some books can't be read at once, and they can only be flipped through from time to time. Finally, some of them are finished and some are not. For example, the book I just finished reading is the high Mourning-We are finally old enough to talk about the future. This book was originally bought by a friend. He said he didn't like it, so I brought it. I often read and read, but I don't feel much, so I write a few words to take notes.
Such as bereavement, this title is somewhat pleasing. Actually, everything will be lost. Although there is no loss now, it will be lost sooner or later. The book also has a subtitle "We are finally old enough to talk about the future". We say this because the future we talked about when we were young is not a real future, but a dream, or a desire. Only when you are beaten down by life and calm down can you reflect on your heart and clearly know what you really want. The author's writing is humorous, laughing and cursing, which is very easy to read. But some people say he is too poor. There is nothing wrong with different opinions.
The content is roughly divided into four parts: novels. Movie stories. Children who love music are all good children. Time is the order of chasing dreams. It basically summarizes the author's life, from his student days to later making music, becoming famous, making movies and doing things he likes or dislikes, until he was imprisoned for half a year for drunk driving. I read a lot of books in prison, full of thinking about past lives. He also translated Marquez's Years Planting Willow until he was released from prison.
Song said, "On that day, my heart was soft and my expression was ferocious. Now, both inside and outside have changed. Fortunately, these words record how the heart becomes awkward, how the expression becomes calm, how people get old, and become the teenager who wants to die when he sees it. "
Go on like this
We agreed not to touch the past.
Just kidding, enjoy the grass.
So the rest are relics.
Time is no longer pollen.