"A Man Named Ovie Decides to Die"
Author: Frederick Buckman
I've been reading this book for days, and I've been trying to write something to record, but my head is empty. What impressed me very much was these descriptions:
Young shop assistants with single digits in the BMI index;
Tall men whose blood can't reach the brain;
Beautiful women painted on faces;
Tellers with flash pads on their mobile phones and chewing gum stuck to their brains;
The extra flesh of the chest is surging under the T-shirt, and the boy who can besiege a bowl of potato chips alone is seriously overweight;
The community that has not yet become a damn stumbling block in human evolution;
A girl with bright red hair, panties, and a face painted like a replica of raccoon's upright puberty;
And what's more: the fat meat grows slowly from the chest to the knees, and it looks like a big bucket of ice cream melts and freezes again...
Lo and behold, what a strong sense of picture, personality and playful language, described in place, extremely comfortable, impressive.
Ovey has a distinct personality, but anyone who has read this book can find a whole bunch of adjectives to describe it. He has many faces, and one of them must have the shadow you once had, the thoughts that have appeared in your mind, and the way you expect it to be... The content of the article is concise and has a certain irony. In fact, reflecting on how they should live, everyone has a scale in their hearts.
Putting on a wide T-shirt, pedaling on a drag companion, and turning on headphones to indicate hearing damage are the things that young people who are always ready to feel sick of the world around them are constantly prepared to be controlled by stubborn greasy molecules.
How to say it, Ovie is very sober, but this kind of sobriety is not recognized by the world. Just as turbidity is the norm, sobriety becomes a sin.
The following are a few excerpts from the original text, interested can go to the original text.
1. No one can make coffee so seriously anymore. Just as no one can write now. Because in this era it was either computers or espresso.
2. He puts on his blue pants and blue coat, steps on his clogs, and inserts his hand into his pocket, a common action of middle-aged people who are always ready to be disappointed in the world around them.
3. No one wants to work, the country is crowded with people who just want to have lunch all day.
4. Because everyone is thirty-one years old today, wearing tight pants, drinking normal coffee, and no one wants to take responsibility. There are a lot of people with small mustaches everywhere who change jobs, women, and cars all day long. It's everywhere, without blinking an eye.
5. No one can tell the difference between ordinary concrete expansion bolts and head-to-head sticks, this is today's society.
6. Every path you take in your life will eventually "lead you to your destined destination."
7. It's a world that's obsolete before it's even expired. The whole country is standing up for the fact that no one can do things seriously, and cheers for mediocrity without reservation.
8. There is always a moment in everyone's life that determines what kind of person they will become. If you don't know the story, you don't know the person.
9. He has a deep belief in justice, morality, hard work, and a world where right and wrong are clear.
10. It has been said that the best people are born again from mistakes, and they usually later become better than those who never make a mistake.