087 beast of fame and fortune
Under the orange-red sky, the azure butterfly kite spreads its wings and flies freely, its long tail hunting in the wind, as if you can clearly hear the excitement and wantonness whizzing by..
Renly's eyes couldn't help but light up slightly, and he looked down along the kite string..
A middle-aged man surrounded a girl with his hands, grabbing the kite string with his right hand, controlling the rhythm while carefully protecting the girl; the girl stood on the grass with her own feet, grabbed the spool of the kite, and raised the tip chin, looking at the kite flying higher and higher in the sky, a smile slowly bloomed at the corner of the mouth, even the sunset was eclipsed.
Not far away, a middle-aged woman folded her hands on her chest and stared intently at the scene in front of her. A happy smile appeared on her lips, but her eyes never left her. Her right hand unconsciously played with the necklace pendant, revealing her inner nervousness..
That's Heather, and her father, and her mother.
Involuntarily, a smile crept up the corner of his mouth and he laughed heartily. Although Renly left the kite behind in anticipation of this scene, he actually saw Heather leave the hospital bed and stand with her feet on the ground again. , the joy still surged uncontrollably..
After putting away his guitar, Renly walked to the bench next to him and sat down, quietly looking at the skyline composed of skyscrapers and admiring the sunset that only belongs to New York..
The sunset was blazing all over the sky, and the colors in the sky were extremely bright, as if releasing the last chapter of vitality, wanton and public. At the end of the line of sight, the orange-red dimmed in an instant, and the dark blue night was like a waterfall. Catharsis came down, quickly swallowing up every color under the sky. Before it fell in the blink of an eye, even the navy blue lost its light, and the world fell into darkness..
Everything happened so quickly, so fast that people couldn't react at all.
“"Bang", the first street light turned on, followed by a series of sounds, and the lights of thousands of houses brightened up. The darkness quickly faded away like an ebbing tide. The ginger halo connected into one piece, supporting an air cover and surrounding it. The human world is isolated from the darkness of nature. Peace and bustle, silence and noise, two contradictory aspects of one body, blur the boundaries at the edge of the halo..
Quietly looking at the bright night scene in front of me, the whistling wind in my ears seemed to be getting noisier and quieter, and the melody flowed out from the guitar strings at my fingertips..
“So we rise, chasing our destiny in the dark, I saw you scarred late last night, I saw you dancing in the devil's arms.”
The extremely quiet strings seemed to disappear into the night, only gently swaying the heartstrings and playing the whispers of the soul. The road to chasing dreams is to rush through the darkness, but the lights of thousands of houses at the end of the sight are full of energy. In the unknown, no one knows which path is the right one, and no one knows which end point is the true meaning. Even if you are scarred, your efforts may not always be rewarded. Therefore, some people risk their lives and sell their souls. Under the devil's control, The most beautiful dance steps are danced in the arms.
I feel sad in my heart, but it’s hard to say what is right and what is wrong..
“The night is endless, I am helpless, my eyes are full of fire, never extinguished by silence, creating beauty and a crown.”
Should they just give up? Give up their dreams and return to the ordinary track of life, seeking a trace of peace and stability deep in their hearts, but can they really find the answer in real life; should they continue to persist? Keep moving forward, the long road ahead is filled with thorns and difficulties, just to find an unknown, maybe an oasis, but maybe an abyss, maybe a quagmire, maybe a desert.
Should they choose to compromise? Give up yourself, give up persistence, give up modesty, and compromise with the real society. Only by truly complying with the rules of the industry can the realization of dreams be possible. Otherwise, the so-called "dream" is just an unrealistic slogan. Success will mean There is a price to pay, even your soul.
“So we arrived, a lonely place that I can't go back to. You are the face that makes me go through fire and water. This is the name that the children will inherit. Forge beauty, create a crown; create perfection, fly far away..”
Carrying the dream on my back, I continue to move forward, trapping myself in a lonely place where I can't turn back. Behind me is an abyss. I have no choice but to move forward. The bloody steps are painful and cruel, even if I am broken into pieces, even if I turn into ashes , no matter what, because every step is a choice to define yourself..
“So when you are weak, when you drop to your knees, I will do my best for the rest of time to keep your vows alive and true..”
After all, the pressure of reality was too cruel, crushing the shoulders, crushing the knees, and crushing the last bit of soul that supported the pace. The partners who were walking together were left behind one after another, leaving only myself. The person continued to walk alone. He suddenly looked back, only to find that he had nothing left. He was standing alone in a deserted land, with no way forward and no way back. He screamed at the top of his lungs, but received no response. The pain all over his body could not find rest. the harbor.
“So grass/your dream, how dare you forget our scars, I will become a monster for you, if you pay enough money, everything will not count, only a few dreams can be remembered.”
Standing in a lonely place, I realized that I could never go back. I had no future, but I also had no past. I couldn't remember the reason why I started in the first place, I couldn't remember the origin of it all, I couldn't remember The reason for gritting one's teeth and persevering along the way seems to be only the instinct of survival. Like a beast, standing under the spotlight of Vanity Fair, as long as there are enough benefits, he is willing to give up his dignity..
dream? It only remains in the memory, decorated with beautiful garlands and blooming with a sacred halo, which makes people rush forward one after another, but also makes people feel lost..
“So here we are, a lonely place from which there is no return. You are the face that makes me live through fire and water. This is the name that the children will inherit, forging the charm and forging the crown..”
The road to dreams is so long, with no end in sight, and the only trace of faith is the reason to persist. However, this road is full of countless temptations and dangers, and the deal with the devil is a step forward. The first step is to never go back. The dark place is a point of no return. Every step is losing a fragment of the soul. If it is lost, it will disappear forever..
How should he know that he made the right choice? Aren't you making a deal with the devil? How should he stay awake and continue to persevere on this lonely road?？
That kind of confusion and powerlessness makes people feel at a loss.
”Create perfection and fly far away.“
The fingers stopped, and the strings stopped suddenly. Renly sat on the bench, dazed and lost. A cold wind blew, and his body shivered uncontrollably..
He thought of Chris Hemsworth, of Scarlett Johansson and Ryan Reynolds, of Rami Malek and James Badge Dale, and of "Pacific War" recruit training. That guy in the camp whose name I don’t even remember.
With the dream of being an actor and the opposition and pressure from his family, he rushed into Hollywood regardless. He was not sure whether he had the talent, how much his rebirth advantages could be realized, and whether he was the right actor. choice, but he still embarked on this path.
So, what exactly is at the end of the road? What should be the ultimate dream? Amid the turmoil of this vanity fair, how long can his dream persist, or in other words, how long can it remain pure? Will he, like Chris, get lost in the spotlight and forget his original intention and the original meaning of his dream?？
Will he become a beast of fame and fortune, with only instinct and no reason?？
He had never really thought about this problem - or, in other words, he thought he had thought about it, but he never really understood the nature of the problem..
The constraints of the previous life were too heavy and heavy. In the first half of his life, he was imprisoned from the freedom of his soul, and in the second half of his life, he was imprisoned from the freedom of his body. When rebirth came, he rushed toward the halo of light almost like a moth to a flame. In the midst of it, he grabbed the straw of his dream and began to run wildly. The beautiful air of freedom made him forget everything he did. He has been running all the way until now without stopping..
Now he brakes suddenly, and suddenly feels a little lost. Chris's twisted face and crazy eyes flicker in his thoughts. One day in the future, will Chris's face appear in his expression? superior? But no one can answer this question.
Renly just sat quietly on the bench, his fingertips following the ups and downs of the stream of thoughts. Between the melody of the melody, the broken language fragments were combined, as if they were a beautiful but difficult to understand poem, with sadness between the lines. Like an injured bird flying heavily in the rain, it tries its best to fly high, but it becomes increasingly difficult..
Heather stood quietly, looking at Renly's back, an indescribable sadness filling her heart..
In the night, the broad shoulders were like eaves on a rainy day, dividing the world into two parts, one violent and one peaceful, one raging and one peaceful. The faint halo of light scrawled out the arc of the side face, making the All the emotions have become blurred. However, the clear guitar strings are so clear and vivid.
There was a hint of loneliness and sadness in the quiet melody, and the bard-like lyrics made people confused. Heather even began to wonder - is that in English? It was another alien text. She could understand every word, but when put together it was elusive..
However, when she heard the words "So grass/your dream", the turbulent emotions suddenly invaded, catching Heather off guard, and tears instantly filled her eyes. At this moment, she understood Renly's words. Voice of the Heart: The inner hesitation and confusion of a dreamer who travels alone.
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