However, I don't know why, on a winter morning when a big cold snap came from the north, I finally finished watching this film. That restrained and rigid woman had no graceful demeanor even when she was playing steel: hunched shoulders, tense fingers, and expressionless face. I saw her deftly wiping herself in the bathroom with a razor blade, watching porn movies calmly, ignoring the surprised looks from men.
Her repressed desires are more perverted and intertwined because of her mother's bondage. Until the blond young man broke into her world, and he admired her skills when she played the piano. He thought this woman's indifference was a kind of arrogance, he was fascinated by her hands holding the keys, he fell in love with her in an instant, or fell in love with his imagination.
And she couldn't resist his love. Although she tried to resist. She said to him: "You know the hazy mind? Schumann knew that he was about to lose his mind, and it was very painful, but he took the last chance. It was a moment of self-knowledge, on the verge of giving up completely."
"Do you know that Schubert Very ugly? With a face like yours, you can't understand Schubert's mood at all." She said.
Yes. He couldn't understand it. His love is very superficial, he only hopes to have the light of the moment when she touches his heart, an ordinary lover, a normal love.
Therefore, he can never imagine that the person he loves, just because he diligently took care of one of her female students, can put the smashed glass slag into the girl's coat pocket, cut her fingers, and make the girl unable to continue The performance... But she was also ashamed. Seeing the blood pouring out, she fled into the bathroom, which was her secret corner, a territory that no one could invade.
But he grabbed it involuntarily, turned over sensitively, and saw her in the corner. He forced her out of his cocoon.
But when she fell in love, she lost all her dignity. For the first time, she put on delicate clothes, and her hair was loosely scattered on her shoulders. She wrote thick letters to him, she was perverted, eager to be abused, bound tightly by her lover, and slapped hard on the cheek. His fantasies about her collapsed in an instant...
It's too late, she's gone forever. She begged and begged: "I love you, no matter what you want me to do."
But he pushed her out: "Do you know that you smell bad? No one wants to come near you? Go out and wait until your smell is gone. Come back."
She staggered as she was pushed onto the blank, cold ice rink. I suddenly couldn't hold back my tears. He broke into her home late one night and raped her. As she longed for in her letter, wave her a slap. Blood flowed from her nose. He has no love. He got her and forgot about her. Outside the concert she was about to play, the long-handled knife in her purse might have stabbed him, if he looked at her with that disgusting look again and scolded her.
However, he jumped up the steps lightly: "Professor, I look forward to your performance." Then, waved his hand. Disarmed her with ease. It turned out that with that knife, she could only pierce herself, the blood drenched her shirt, and she returned to her original indifference and calmness.
You think I'm talking about love?
No, I'm not talking about love. I tasted the cruelty of life in the woman I had even disgusted with. I saw her wounded heart, but I could only cover it up with an indifferent expression. She thought that the love she was finally waiting for was short-lived. Her lover despised her to the point that she didn't even want to reveal that she had ever been close to her.
In fact, it seems that everyone has this embarrassing experience. It's not your love that hurts you, it's your life.
Schubert was ugly on the outside, but the woman named Elijah thought she was ugly on the inside. So her qin, although skilled, cannot reveal her feelings. A woman's repressed longing for love, she has reached middle age, but she has the same dream as a young girl: there is a prince riding a white horse to rescue her from this fortified prison.
Did you know that Schubert was ugly?
Maybe not. But you must have heard his beautiful serenade. Just because of the inferiority complex brought by ugliness, cannot resist his writing beautiful melody. Through exquisite art, we can often glimpse a humble, humiliated soul.
And that Van Gogh who cut off his ear, maybe no one understands why he would take care of a prostitute. The Henry Roderick, who made Red Mill imitation world-famous, was ugly and disabled because of his parents' consanguineous marriage - he could only show himself in public when he was very drunk. But no one can deny his kindness and talent.
Elijah, she is not beautiful and twisted inside. But she has admirable courage. She is not afraid of the world, not even of facing her own ugliness. But she lost such ease in love.
This is a woman who is almost at a loss, such a dark revenge, an indifferent face full of sparrows, slightly raised eyebrows, hunched shoulders... But she can face even the perverted desires deep in her heart.
She is also brave. She finds a lover and dedicates herself, not afraid of ruin. However, her panicked look made me sad. While being beaten by her lover, she curled up on the floor, whimpering like a dog. I don't know how to describe her, I can't even describe the tremors she gave me.
However, in this world, how many of us can escape the shackles of life? How many of you can truly face the ugliness in your soul?
In Korean dramas, girls from poor families always hate rich girls because: "Who told you to get everything without breaking a sweat? No one wants to listen to me even if I keep shouting.
" How confidently to say: "I hate you, just because you have everything I don't have." Just because of jealousy, there will always be inexplicable slander and hatred.
But I hate the so-called "submissive" kindness even more. If there is one kind of tolerance in this world that I can choose, it is to be unhurried.
But how short life is!
It's so short that you don't even have time to ponder and ponder. Don't lose your dignity in love, but you can't lose your dignity in life, be in a panic, and humble yourself... Those souls that can make me tremble, they have the courage to dance alone. They are either humble or noble, but they are still indelible.
Love, but never panic. As a human being, don't be in a hurry.
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