Five protagonists. Brother and brother, a couple, a woman.
My favorite is my younger brother, a literary youth who loves poetry and philosophy. His eyes are clear, his body is thin, he looks stupid and not stupefied, and he is dull and not wise. He has long seen that this war is not as just as claimed by the head of state and the authorities, and rightfully so. At first, his performance was fear of death. After entering the battlefield, his performance was that he was afraid of others dying, and his marksmanship was not good enough to kill people. One after another, he did some things that made his comrades hate him. These things that made him separate from the group and smeared his brother's face were actually his manifestation of his opposition to war. He didn't care what others thought of his behavior, nor did he care about his behavior. How much will it cost the troops. These cowardly evasion, stupid ignorance, is an opposition to war. He acts like the enemy is nothing, the comrades are non-existent, the country, the land, the people. Why should the concept be so clearly divided. Because the sparks he smoked in the trenches attracted Soviet artillery, he was just lying on the dry grass, smiling blankly.
In order to survive, he also aimed his gun at others. When killing has become a habit, why should you talk about human nature and kindness with others? Even if it looks cruel, it is just a manifestation of numbness. You wouldn't say a butcher was cruel, just as you wouldn't feel shameless eating meat. no difference.
War brings out the worst in people.
War is not going to be won, war is just waiting.
I don't know what he was thinking when he sat in the cafe. The proud brother died. He has numerous dazzling medals of merit. There are scars from war, and that's an act of honor. Worshiped by several ignorant teenagers. He doesn't care about anyone at all. Those other people are not the self before the muscle, the self who loves to read poetry, the innocent boy, who was taken away by the war, and came back with a baptized body, taller and stronger. Some things are buried and can always be found looming.
The invisible things are the most precious possessions. Influenced by his younger brother, the older brother in the later period of the war was tired of the war. Or that he found himself stupid. The previous belief was a lie, and the previous contempt was the truth. He watched helplessly as his soldiers went to die, all of them died. Sacrifice the individual for the country. The blinded individual gave his life unnecessarily to a vicious war, the greed of one person rose to the will of the nation, all pitiful. People can only be swept forward by the torrent of history and can never break free. In war, there is no choice.
Go, go, go, fight for the Empire. Blood and sweat for the empire, for glory!
I prefer images of broken soldiers in tattered uniforms, squatting by the pond and killing fish. There is a pot next to it, stewing fish soup. How decadent, how pure, how in line with the paradise in my heart. So in the end, he could not escape the fate of deserters sentenced to death.
Brother was right in not letting Charlotte have any hope of him. Before writing this girl paper, I played with every day love elimination for a while. Play game after game like I hate this girl, hate it again and again. She is always doing the wrong thing. For the first time on the operating table, the scissors were used as hemostatic forceps, and a German soldier was killed. Betrayed a Jewish female doctor and let her be shot alive. Because the old doctor in the 70s and 80s saved her brother, she thought that his brother was killed, so she went to bed with the old man. What should you do if your brother comes back? At first, I fell in love with her face and eyes. Later, all she knew was the crying eyes and the bitter gourd-like face, which really made me not fall in love. Also, in the environment of war, every day I see wounded people, and they are all parting from life and death. No matter how soft the heart is, it will harden, and no matter how innocent people are, they will not laugh. Exactly the same face, the temperament conveyed is really very different. So what you can't see is what matters.
Another, a beautiful woman who devoted herself to love and became a mistress, thought she could use her child as a weight to make men dare not act rashly. Who knew that she would turn around and punch the child, and then send her to prison. In his eyes, you are nothing more than an inflatable doll, sex for trading, and there is no emotion at all. If you take yourself too seriously, you will always hurt yourself badly. Overall, I still like her a lot, she's hotter than Charlotte. Possibly, my favorite in prison?
And her Jewish boyfriend. From the Jews, I learned that life is the most important thing. He has the most tragic fate, so he is also the most struggling. In the fog where history and reality are intertwined, it is difficult to see where and when you are, and only after you make a choice can you know whether it is right or wrong for you. This kind of charm of life is too cruel to the Jews in the German sphere of influence, but fortunately he is a little wise.
After reading it like a homework, I can only come to the conclusion that the Germans are really profound!
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