Elegant, poetic, Duras is the same Duras. Like "The Lover", it is a love story in which mature Asian men are obsessed with young French women. French women choose to leave voluntarily, while Asian men are obsessed with the stories told by their bodies and foreign bodies. Behind the no longer novel plot is Duras' narcissism and obsession with Asian men. Duras gave us the beginning of a lover: the love of desire beyond the language of the nation, but this time she gave us a lover's antidote and destination: to forget.
stay for what? A week is not long enough not to die for love or not to live, it is meaningless.
But a cheap story.
Go and forget, see how cleanly I forget you.
And stories like this will live on in my life.
The next time I try to think of your face, the memory is already blurred, and the emotion has long been stuck in that time and space. We who were once crazy with each other can no longer meet, all the joy, pain and forgetting are destined, no matter how turbulent they will be forgotten. We are two staggered lines, and the trajectory is destined to run in the pain, regret and fantasy of not getting it, and the short staggering makes us lovers, not the one who makes each other happy.
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