I saw a film just now,the very famous film "Forrest Gump".It really moved me,by Forrest'words and his positive attitude towords life,and his love to his mother,his friends and Jenny.
　　
　　 I always told my friends when I was in my 15s or 16s,that I thought that the happiest people in the world are the idiots,because they can do whatevery they like in the name of IDIOT and no one would really mind because they are IDOITs.And I am still believing this now.I remember I did stupid things when I was in junior school and senior school,like singing children's songs,jumping like a rabbit on the playground,running and yelling and laughing on the streets,neglecting the strange look on other people's faces.I am still doing these sometimes now,though less and less often.
　　 Forrest was really stupid in a way. He can not understand people.His IQ reached only 75,far lower than normal people.He did not know what future was.Worstly,he could not make love.He always followed others’suggests.He care about only a few things-his mother,his partners,and Jenny.He just had a absolutely simple mind.
　　 I think Forrest was quite fortunate to had a kind ,positive mother who loved him ,believed in his ability ,and tought him what life was and how to lead a normal life as others.She made me believe that love makes everything possible.Mrs Gump `words were full of wisdom.“Tomorrow is like a box of chocolate.you never know what you’ll get.”I still remember the satisfied smile on her face when she was dying.
　　 Forrest was stupid,but he had achieved things we normal people can not achieve.He loved his comrades,so he went back to the dangerous battle field to save them,caring nothing about himself.He kept his word.After he made a lot of money by opening a shrimp company,he send a half of the fortune to his partner’s family. He did what he was told to and won reputations for his team and his country,knowing nothing about pride.
　　 He loved Jenny,He put her in his heart and let on one hurt his queen.He loved her wherever she went,whatever she did,whomever she became.Jenny was like an adrift leaf ,swinging in the wind. She came to forrest life, and then disappeared.One day she came back ,and then was gone again.She enjoyed enthusiasm and pursued fame by all kinds of means,reasonable or irreasonable .She was a little boat sailing on the sea,not knowing where to go.Forrest was the port for her.Whenever Jeeny felt tired and wanted to take a rest,he was there,always there.She was his girl,even when she was dead.
　　 Sometimes I feel that I am a Jenny,lost in the burble of life.I will depend on someone and come to him when I feel tired.And when I feel like leaving,I will leave without telling anyone. I leave just because I my heart wants to.
　　 There was a Forrest there waiting for Jenny at any time.Where is my Forrest?