Guess the train... It was a youth I didn't dare to think about

Original Alone Essay My Solitude Diary Today

From the time when I retired from the army on the 9.24th and returned home to quarantine at home, I finished watching "Guess the Train" and "Clockwork Orange". By the way, I brushed "D Vulgar Novel" and "Two Big Smoking Guns" together. I have to say that there are too many interesting places in this area, behind which is a whole history of British youth culture, that is, the life trajectory of British youth, the faces of young people, that is, youth.

The reason for looking at them is simple: under the spiritual emptiness behind the great tightness inside and outside the high walls, the soul needs a reason to excuse itself from doing nothing.

This article is not a film review, just some miscellaneous feelings after reading it.

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They are the same type of film. But of course they are not the same type, but some elements of the story overlap a bit. Whether it is the British "hippies", the "Beat Generation", or the "mavericks", some of the decadent things between them are consistent.

Choose life, choose work, choose career, choose family, choose a big TV set of S.

Choose a washing machine, a car....

In a group of such youths in a shady apartment, you clearly see how drugs dissolve, heat, suck, they do AI stripping, full R, high C, all at once close the distance between you and him, look straight, look straight! Maybe you're still worried that the laws of this country are gone, and they enjoy Elysium in a state of anarchy. They suck D, they abuse J, they B-force, they beat J, there is no cover-up depravity, a very gray life, in the director's black humor, becomes like a strange bean, unspeakable taste.

You can just say to them: No! Consider it heterogeneous. You can also be understanding and pay attention to them because they did what you didn't do – completely P-reverse! "The world is changing, the music is changing, the D-pin is changing, you can't escape from the sea for too long!" The youth of guessing the train in the movie will eventually end. How did our youth end?

A long detour that I have taken is always forcing myself to do something, to do something, to become someone, to believe that I can burn.

In the end, I chose life, I chose work, I chose career, I chose family, and I chose to buy a big TV set of S.

Then, one day you find that even if you refuse, you give up, the world still has no heart and no lungs, and you are abandoned, and categorized to be accepted by this society, sure!

When I watch these movies, I sometimes unconsciously think of Stoner.

The book "Stoner," about meaninglessness, tells a seemingly simple story: Stoner's life.

Born from a poor peasant but loving knowledge and academic research, he stayed on to teach after college, married a wife from a rich family and eventually had an unfortunate marriage, had a colleague who was a lifelong enemy, experienced an extramarital affair that inspired true love in middle age, spent time in daily teaching and trivial life in his later years, and finally died of cancer.

Writing this, I recall the youth I spent in the army, one year, three years, five years, even ten years is also a day in accordance with the strict time management methods to anchor their own life schedules, meticulous use of time, no mercy to plan every day spent, each day of life is reflected in the annual, quarterly, month, week, day plan.

I probably understand why I want to watch these movies, I'm curious about the outside world, and I expect to see another extreme way of living instead of the extreme work I've experienced.

Life is framed by schedules and schedules, and time passes neatly.

How many possibilities are there in life?

After all the doubts, people will find their truth, perhaps not the truth, but the approximate truth.

Truth makes people peaceful, don't they? Like a grave. Everyone rushed to it.

( END )

Being a public account is nothing new, and this is the third number I registered five years ago. The first number was sold before enlistment, and the last two numbers were not sold without subscriptions.

The bad news is that in 2020, the WeChat platform will reclaim the long-term unused number, which I have entrusted to my friends to help operate for a period of time, and the second number has already been recovered because of the earlier establishment time.

The good news is that I still have at least one number, one for me to collect redundant fragments in my brain. Because I have a habit of writing diaries, the positioning of the public number is a private indulgence of some subcultural essay records, I hope to make it into a niche, not to please please anyone, mass production of nonsense number, please pay careful attention to the officials.