每次都是这样,从热闹喧嚣的片场回来,极度的疲劳就把我紧紧包围,我什么也不想做,只想回到自己的房间,安安静静地缩在角落里,好好享受一下孤独的滋味。身体的累和心灵的累慢慢舒展开,真实的自己慢慢又回来,和我的身体合而为一。就好像经过了一段浓缩的人生,大悲大喜,哭哭笑笑,这时才觉得,是一场梦。我知道自己太迷恋这种感觉,扮演一个人,让她活起来,让她成为一个真实,而且比真实更加生动,更让人难忘。我多么幸运,当上了演员。曾经我想当画家,但 Every time this is the case, from the lively noisy film back, extreme fatigue put me tightly surrounded, I do not want to do anything, just want to return to his room, quietly in the corner, to enjoy the lonely The taste. Tired body tired tired stretch slowly, the real self slowly come back, and my body into one. It seems like after a period of concentrated life, great compassion, crying and laughing, then think it is a dream. I know I’m too obsessed with this feeling, acting as a man, let her live, make her a real, and more vivid than the real, more memorable. How lucky I am to be an actor. I wanted to be an artist once, but