The unchained Django made me sad

也许是从昆汀的血肉横飞里参透了生活的七零八落,或者是在庄园人的粗鲁野蛮里终究得知了人心荒凉,故事终结,Django被解放的那一刻,我却怎么也高兴不起来。大抵是生活的枷锁早已经把我们固定在一个你舒服我舒服大家也舒服的位置上,既来之则安之,久而久之最初的梦想也就不了了之了。闭上眼睛,我想起自己的故乡,我看着她渐渐消逝和远去。

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