I never forgot that New Year's Eve,when Aunt Bea awakened me to watch 1944 come in. And I've never forgotten any of those people,or any of the voices we used to hear on the radio. Although the truth is, with the passing of each New Year's Eve,those voices do seem to grow dimmer and dimmer.【国产精品A∨一区二区三区】(属于伍迪艾伦的私家记忆电波那头流淌着奇闻轶事电波这边却是百味人生)
Ran away from others who ware trapped in her memories but drown herself in the end. If time is thought to be linear, we cannot turn our backs to the past or hide from it but to get drowned; or is it our single-dimensional thought that it is meant to be that way unconsciously