A baby boy discovered
in 1900 on an ocean liner and grows into a musical prodigy, never setting foot
on land. His name is 1900. 1900 is a no birth certificate of a child, he doesn’t
belong to any country and no common name in the traditional sense, if he is
dead you cannot find in any of the material traces of his existence, probably
not many people remember his presence, he also did a store he remains grave,
but he was really there before, truly to lived. He is different, he is alone.
He said: “one woman, one house, one piece of land to call your own, one landscape
to look at, one way to die.That entire world just weighing down on you. You don’t
even know where it comes to an end.”
Later I learned
that in fact, most of the time life is lonely, is nowhere to place our hearts
alone, not to be recognized in this world alone. 1900 is lonely, so he chose
not to go ashore for a lifetime. And us? We do not have a town of own to let us
put our loneliness down, let us escape from everything they do not like, so we
are more lonely and more miserable than 1900.
Rating: ★★★★★
Rating: ★★★★★
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