We can still vividly remember how it all happened. Matthew is constantly accusing them of being naive. We look at his description of the Vietnam soldiers: "They are at war." "They are fighting." "They are also facing death." "They want to go there, they want to die, and they want to kill." Started speaking his native French. This is the French and American college students, although they were also born in that fiery 1968. Until the sentence "You're both fucking crazy", Matthew decided to point out their childishness. So he took another step closer: He asked Isabelle to date him alone. This time they were seated in the last row of the cinema ("the front row is for people who haven't had a date"), and they saw de Gaulle speak on TV on their way home. At this time, Isa's sentence has left a deep impression on me: "Theo and I never watch TV. We are the purest. Pure and stubborn." The last sentence, she said in French, the final rhyme itself, it Gives a lot of aftertaste. They knew Theo was having sex with a woman, and Matthew took the opportunity to enter Isa's own room. He wants to own her completely. Although she said "No one's making love on my bed", even though she firmly refused in three languages, Matthew still wanted to be here, this one was attached to the anatomical map, with a microscope and surgical scissors on the table, and "Humanity" on the table. "Introduction to Psychology", a photo of the kind parents, with her skates and bear, reminds him of the room in which he "reminds his sister's room in San Diego, his own home, the neighbor's home", and had sex with Venus with a broken arm. Isa was right: "I can't stop you, because I don't have arms." But she stopped, because the familiar music played next door, the music of her first showing of her body in front of Matthew. She felt an inexplicable panic, and she no longer knew Matthew, the dissident, in an instant.
Next up is Theo. He laughed at his childishness and asked him why he didn't go out to the streets, since there was an atmosphere in the air that something big was about to happen, something that was going to change everything. Theo's response was "You talk too much." We also saw when Matthew was strangled and said "I think you prefer when, when the word 'together' means not a million, but just two" Theo's body gradually moved closer, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of Isabelle at this time, I believe Theo would be the next believer in "Make love, no war". Because we should have noticed that, half-dreaming, Isa wanted Theo to tell her that both of them would be like this, forever, and Theo asked her why Matthew said they were goblins and monsters.
Revolution is always something done by people who lack coolness. However, if we cool down prematurely, does it mean that we are no longer young? We know that Matthew staying on, or Theo and Isa eventually hitting the streets will eventually mature Theo and Isa. Perhaps only the way Isa wanted to end the lives of the three with gas at that time could keep them in this young age forever. The question and answer between half-dreaming and half-awake actually indicated their upcoming growth.
So how do we commemorate our youth, and how do we mourn our youth? While Matthew was doing push-ups, the marijuana-smoking Theo sat sanely on the bed, holding his "Le petit livre rouge", and read the sentence: "La révolution n'est pas un dîner de gala; elle ne se fait pas comme une oeuvre littéraire, un dessin ou une broderie; elle ne peut s'accomplir avec autant d'élegance, de tranquilité et de délicatesse, ou avec autant de douceur, d'amabilité, de courtoisie, de retenue, de générosité d'âme. La révolution, c'est un soulèvement, un acte de violence par lequel une classe en renverse une autre." To many of us these words should be familiar: "Revolution is not a dinner party, It's not painting and embroidering, it can't be so elegant, so calm, gentle, so gentle, courteous, courteous and thrifty. Revolution is a riot, a violent action by one class to overthrow another class." Yes, a revolution is not a dinner party, not a fuss. A revolution cannot be so elegant, so unhurried, so gentle, so gentle, courteous and thrifty. A revolution is an insurrection, a violent act of one class overthrowing another. Revolution, what a heavy word. What's more, what is connected with it is the youth that disappears and will never come back.
The night before ps was watching the movie, it was raining intermittently in Beijing. The seniors who were about to leave on the opposite floor stuck their heads out and shouted, and there were countless people sticking their heads out to watch the fun, but I couldn't even laugh when I heard it. Last night, I was listening to the song "Revolution is not a dinner party" over and over again, and while writing this long text that I haven't written in a long time, I finally burst into tears. When I woke up this morning, Yan Yuan was still shrouded in mist, and it was still lingering, a touch of sadness.
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