I was about ten years old at that time, although in the class, the secret love notes between male and female classmates spread all over the classroom, and when there was a little secret with the opposite sex classmates in the class, I immediately spread it everywhere and thought it was love. love, for fear that the secret will remain a secret forever.
But I subconsciously felt that it was not love.
I told my sister that love should be a serious thing. Be honest and leave no room for anything.
My sister is prettier than me, more talented than me, better than me, and she is always picky about all kinds of boys around her, so when I hesitantly told her this, she taunted me unceremoniously.
It was as if Karen blushed for the first time, half-probingly, half-pleadingly saying to Brixon: At least we are friends, maybe we can grow old together.
It's useless for my sister to laugh at her, and I also say that she's so pitiful.
How can love beg, how can love be pre-set before it collides with a spark?
But only when Karen rushed to Kenya with her luggage without hesitation and married Brixson wishful thinking, this grassland should be silent for a moment, and admitted that there will always be such people in the world, screwing their own fate, Prove to those around you that something seems impossible, but it happens without any reason.
It's hard to speculate why Karen had to marry Brixon, maybe before that, she felt that she was a little old, she wanted to leave, she didn't want to compromise with the life at that time, she needed someone, a person. An exit, a direction, as long as you can change something, it is worth doing your best.
Even Brixon seemed to have kept a certain observational distance from her from the beginning, as if observing what this wonderful and interesting woman would dare to do in order to marry herself.
Just like all women, Karen has no special requirements. It is nothing more than her husband staying by her side, day and night, having children, supporting each other, and doing some oiling things together for the wheel of fate.
However, as Karen later mentioned about Brixon, who contracted her disease and left her, maybe he already knew, and I didn't.
I think that is the case. No matter how hard you work and how much you pray for those warmth, he said that if he didn't love him, he was helpless.
Like Dennis, who could later share stories with Karen.
They looked so natural and earth-shattering, they walked through Africa together, experienced lion attacks together, lied on the grasslands together and whispered to each other, and sat on the plane together skimming sheep and vast river bays.
They are looking forward to each other, looking forward to kisses and body temperature, no one between them prays to another, Karen is not divorced, but relative to love, these boundaries seem to be the same as those that do not exist in the ancient country with vast jungles in Africa. Like the law, the meaning of restraint is lost.
What if Karen and Dennis meet again a few years later, will Dennis at that time not tell her willfully: A piece of paper will not make me love you more.
Karen longed for marriage. She saw her husband who had hurt her and told her with a smile that he had a new marriage. Karen smiled and said her blessing, turning her head to hold back her tears.
She begins to propose marriage to Dennis, but Dennis says he needs freedom.
There is no right or wrong in freedom. But before this decision, you should have figured out the price of loneliness that must be paid, rather than bury another person's feelings as selfish burial after indulgent passion.
Of all the relationships, from start to finish, only Karen was serious.
She is pure, serious, and expectant of everything.
Like those indigenous people who have not experienced civilization baptism, they guard the most beautiful world in their hearts with the most primitive loyalty.
When Dennis asked her why it was necessary to educate the local Aboriginal people, she said with an elegant face but a vague innocence that she just wanted everything to get better.
Even though everything was unsatisfactory, Dennis died unexpectedly when he decided to return. A fire took all of Karen. In the end of those griefs, she still misses the indigenous people who get along with her day and night, and does not hesitate to kneel to fight for their land. .
Karen seemed to have nothing left in Africa, save for these painful memories. But the butler's tears when saying goodbye have quietly told the meaning of coming and going to this stop.
The ever-changing land of Africa will never pity those soft lives unless they are willing to persevere and start over.
It's just that there aren't many chances to come back.
The real Karen Brixon was not as lucky as in the movie, suffering from a disease her husband gave her all her life and died in 1962.
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