When love has died

Fredy 2022-11-09 06:07:38

Written on 2013-01-03

The book "Wuthering Heights" has been read for a long time. At that time, I only thought that love and hate could be so entangled? Why can't you let go and cherish the people around you when you lose? Reviewing again, although the 09 version of the female pig's feet is not very beautiful, she is loved by the male pig's feet, which is already special. Her conversation with Shee also showed her intelligence, and her process of getting Linton to fall in love with her was also brilliant. So don't say she's not worthy, she's not special. The feelings of childhood sweethearts and two children without guessing may be incomprehensible to many people, after all, most of us don't have that opportunity. Feelings come out of contact. If you grow up together from a young age, your feelings will undoubtedly be deep. So it is understandable that the sincere love of the heroine and the hero turns into crazy hatred after losing it.

After watching the movie, it is not sadness, distress, or relief, but a little envious of this childhood sweetheart friendship. This is the first time I understand it so intuitively: as much love, as much hate. Growing up with someone, experiencing the joy of life, and sharing the memories of every beautiful childhood~juvenile~youth. What a wonderful thing this is! And suddenly one day, all these dissipated, unimaginable disillusionment.

I don't know if it is the loneliness that grows up, or the disappointment too many times? Gradually learn, don't expect, let the flow take its course. But this is actually a helpless choice. It is a statement that has to be made under the attention of everyone. It is the people who have to take a step before they worry about you and comfort you. To prove to them that you are still fine without love. Pretend it's your daily homework, pretend you're fine, pretend everything is fine. Is it really good? Only you feel the best.

Maybe people are born to endure loneliness, but we need time to learn.
Carnival is the loneliness of a group of people, and loneliness is the carnival of one person.
As a MM said, "Every time I finally endure loneliness and get used to being alone, God will send a few people to accompany me and make me happy. Then one day, I suddenly withdraw the favor and let me only Being alone, bear the loneliness and loss of being alone again. It is a painful and painful thing to be separated from the lively group and return to being alone again. Those who like me and tolerate me are no longer by my side. It's all gone, and it makes me sad every time I think about it."

In fact, how can we not understand? It's just that most of the time, I feel that being alone is really too difficult to adapt to, but I have to adapt. Because when you are alone, you are alone, and when you go to a party, you are also alone. Just can't escape the loneliness of the soul, at this time you have to be with the book. Books are forever friends and confidants. You can see how the great men intertwined love and hate, how they swayed their passions, and how they returned to their impetuous calm?

Self-comfort time and time again in exchange for a good attitude, but did not exchange for change. Life is still sailing in the direction of reality. Reality is scary, but reality is the only companion, never abandoning it. Dreams are like shadows in the afternoon sun, accompany you, but never get close.

Want to change the change, how? Apart from action and struggle, what else can we do?
"It's not important for people who speak their mouths. They can only see others make mistakes and tell others how to improve. Glory only belongs to those who actually play." -

Roosevelt

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Wuthering Heights quotes

  • Cathy: [watches a smiling Heathcliff enter] Do not smile, my love...

    Heathcliff: If I tell you why I am smiling, I think you will smile too.

    Cathy: [almost whispering] Tell me...

    Heathcliff: As Hindley was flogging me, I chanted a curse you know... He has lost the only person who ever loved him.

    Cathy: [aghast] You cannot welcome the death of a baby's mother!

    Heathcliff: I will welcome anything that makes Hindley suffer.

    Cathy: [quietly commands Heathcliff] Say you're sorry for talking like this my love...

    Heathcliff: [shrugging] I am not sorry.

    Cathy: [sadly] Sometimes I think your true passion is hate rather than love.

  • Cathy: [contemplative, facing the fireplace, upon hearing someone walk in] If that's you, Nellie, then I am sorry for scolding you. I wish now that you had stayed.

    Heathcliff: [walking up to Cathy] It is not Nellie, it is I.

    [while Cathy still refuses to look into his eyes]

    Heathcliff: Why, Cathy, what is it? What's the matter?

    Cathy: [finally looking up and at him, solemnly] Edgar Linton has asked me to marry him.

    Heathcliff: [searching Cathy's eyes] And, have you given him your answer?

    [Cathy nods negatively]

    Heathcliff: But you did not say no!

    [Cathy nods negatively, again]

    Heathcliff: And have you considered how you will bear the separation from me, and how I would be quite deserted in the world without you?

    [pauses for a moment]

    Heathcliff: Did you consider that?

    Cathy: You quite deserted! We separated! Who is to separate us, pray?

    Heathcliff: [stressing his each word] You would be Mrs. Linton.

    Cathy: Yes. As Mrs. Linton I can aid you to rise and place you out of my brother's power.

    Heathcliff: [with controlled indignation] With your husband's money you'll rescue me...

    [walking away from Cathy towards the door, and then turning back]

    Heathcliff: Do you think I can endure such a thing?

    [Cathy rushes to Heathcliff, attempts to kiss him]

    Heathcliff: [holding Cathy back, accentuating each word, with loathing] You will be Mrs. Linton.