To look life in the face,always to look life in the face. And to know it for what it is. At last,to know it, to love it for what it is. And then to put it away. 死亡的种子早已发芽唯有死亡本身才是慰藉
so what do they want? what do I want? among the desperation, what rises? 我老在想我读这些诗看这样的电影然后呢如果只是表达一个无可奈何的现实 一种面对现实的态度和不可逃避的死亡那又怎样呢(有评论说 表现了女权意识演化 可我看到的是反反复复 生之疲累