让我想起了里尔克的 "I love the dark hours of my being. My mind deepens into them. There I can find, as in old letters, the days of my life, already lived, and held like a legend, and understood. Then the knowing comes: I can open to another life that’s wide and timeless. So I am sometimes like a tree rustling over a grave and making real the dream of the one its living roots embrace: a dream once lost among sorrows and songs.
坦白来说这部剧的主要角色写的都不怎么好但最后几集看的百感交集回想这一年周遭的世界现实越来越虚幻一切企图描述的语言都如此苍白而在这个镜像的星战宇宙里反抗军汇聚炸掉死星甜蜜惩罚带来了新希望这是成年人需要的童话故事“Freedom is a pure idea, it occurs spontaneously and without instruction."