Relive Liberal Arts after four years. The last time I watched it was during the summer vacation of my sophomore and junior year of high school, and now I am going to be a senior.
I felt the encounter between my past and my present self.
When I was a sophomore in high school, I chose liberal arts. At that time, I loved literature and was obsessed with Chinese teachers. So at that time, I was very aware of the living conditions of those who were immersed in literature and art in the film, and I also understood that Jesse existed as a short cut to Elizabeth. My infatuation and admiration for the age, talent and literary temperament of others is probably also due to my dissatisfaction and expectations for myself. Four years later, I look at the semi-finished product in the past, and I still feel that I still have not fully accepted myself as a semi-finished product now. But I will no longer look for short cuts, and I will not be afraid of the future.
Elizabeth may have come to accept herself, and Jesse understands what it means to grow old. And those fragments of music and literature become the most beautiful footnotes in their memories. Four years later I also began to understand the red hat man, the curly hair, the retired professor, the female literature professor and the bookstore clerk. It's not just university, it's life, the utopia of university is beautiful, and the reality of the world is also beautiful. It is precisely because there is no shortcut to growth that youth and maturity are each extremely beautiful, and it is precisely because of the cruelty of reality that the superposition of art and reality is romantic. And what I'm going through right now is a beautiful footnote.
I'm now in the university that the movie talks about, and it's an amazing feeling. I agree with some of Jesse's views on the university, but I have never had his nostalgia. One reason is that my passion for humanities and arts is far less than his, and the other reason is that his university is in the United States. But in any case, I think that the perception of beauty caused by education, the moments of being enlightened by beautiful things, and those fleeting insights into the world are the most beautiful parts of student life.
The English word "enlighten" translates as enlightenment, enlightenment, and I always feel that it lacks some meaning. For me, it was a moment when I felt suddenly lighted up. I haven't seen a Chinese teacher for three years, and I really want to tell him that he is someone with the power of enlightening. Today, three years after I left the Chinese class, I am studying a major that is not related to literature, and I can still feel that part of myself exists.
Sometimes I console myself that even if I chose literature or art as my major, I might not be better off than I am now. Maybe I will find that they are not what I imagined, maybe I don't love as much as I imagined as a career, maybe I can't even find a related job. I only have one life and I have no chance to compare. I love myself now, I see a different world, I feel growing because of knowledge, I begin to love reason, but in any case, those that might exist, more enlightenments, I have lost.
It's been three years since college and I'm finding fun in my major. But watching them in the movie, I still feel uncontrollable regret, because I didn't choose liberal arts.
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