Anna is a British governess. She has lost her husband and is surrounded by only a little boy. At the invitation of the royal family of Siam (Thailand in the nineteenth century), she traveled a long distance to the closed and backward Thailand and served as the tutor of the 58 princes of King Mengkong of Siam, teaching Western etiquette and culture.
This is the beginning of the story.
Because it is a memory from a long time ago, many details are completely forgotten.
It's just that Judy Foster combined Anna's perseverance with her own wisdom very well. So Anna became a very different woman. The difference in her is definitely not the color of her hair and eyes, what she shines is her brave and tough attitude as a woman. Even if such a gesture finally deviated from the love she could have, she still left a beautiful story and image.
That is the commendable persistence as a woman.
More often, a woman can betray everything she has, believe in body or destiny in order to love someone.
Therefore, I respect Anna.
I highly respect her attitude of loving herself and love.
Respect and admiration are both a kind of distant wait and see. There are no related clues. That is a icy distance.
She used her forbearance to accomplish a sentence: Love is not possession.
However, I am not Anna.
My love has no wisdom, it is very simple, it is love. Wouldn't even demand the loyalty she requested.
For me, loyalty is the same as honesty, and I can no longer say it.
In the movie, the one sentence I remember was not what Anna said, but the concubine. It was the concubine who dedicated and betrayed. She lay in the gorgeous brocade veil and waited for the halo-overlord to take possession of her body and win his love. She said in the early morning: He is also a man.
I saw here, a little amused because of my youth at that time. I am a little puzzled, and I feel absurd for such an evaluation. It was completely beyond my expectation. So I was very impressed.
But when I recalled such words later, I gradually realized that for a stupid and naked soul, this is the most precious compliment.
A concubine like this was born waiting to be invaded and then abandoned. She doesn't know more content than men and women. Her life can be transparent, she only knows men, not a king. She only obeys her own feelings and not the rules, even if in the end, she gave her life. She also only uses love and body to measure the happiness of life.
There is nothing wrong with this.
I would rather be such a person, such a simple woman who can only use sex to define life. Then there should be far more men I can accept than now. Because it is not difficult to find a man who can go to bed, but I demand a man who has wisdom and can go to bed. The first half is obvious and the second half is joking. So my thoughts became a ridiculous paradox. Because I forget the body when I adore wisdom, but when I face the body, I definitely refuse to remember that there is still a lot of dogma. Contradiction, this is really a contradiction.
However, I accept the concubine's evaluation of people even more.
In fact, a king has no meaning for a woman.
On the contrary, it is a man, for a woman it is a lot.
If he really told a woman all night about governing the country, then such a king would be a bit embarrassing. Embarrassing makes people doubt his possibility as a man.
Therefore, the concubine's evaluation: he is also a man. It happened to fill up KING's face subtly, making his life more complete.
And Anna's appearance is to reflect the outstandingness of his soul and wisdom. Therefore, the body can only be peeled off.
As I thought, the spiritual paradise consists of only the mind, mouth and eyes, and the other bodies are superfluous.
Therefore, the last dance becomes the only physical joy.
I was thinking, can dance and sex bring intimacy feelings?
I don't know, because I don't know how to dance, and I don't have the opportunity to dance with men. However, I have this inference. Because seeing Bing Wu, I seem to see a love flowing.
If a woman only loves KING and not a man, like Zhou Yu, Chen Qing asked her "Do you love my person or my poem?" Her answer made me understand a little bit about the truth of love for the first time, because I Thought she would love that person as much as I did, but she replied "I love poets". So my understanding is that she loves the person who can write beautiful poems for her. As for Chen Qing or someone else, it may not be very important.
So, I thought, if a woman said, I only love that idol who is aloof.
Well, she must not be love.
The feeling of love is beautiful, but the expression of love may not be so beautiful. Loves that are too beautiful are too unbearable to withstand bumps and break too easily. So there is no strength, so it seems soft and unsatisfactory.
When I was 12 years old, I read the first sentence of "Carmen" for the first time: Love is hate. Where can true love come without the hatred of the skin? I'm still puzzled, or bewildered, driven to remember such words. But time is the best teacher, and time has led me to witness all the way, and those blunt sick sentences have become the most straightforward mottos, and I refuse to ignore them.
Therefore, my first love was simply a process of baptizing me. Shattered all the child-like conjectures. Love is not imagination. I can't imagine it at all. Imagination will only bind oneself, and eventually lose the happiness of love and lose one's own feelings as a human being. It was a very sad process, sad and hopeless.
However, everything continues.
Love does not kill love.
People will still love and still yearn for love.
It just changes the way and attitude of love, just learns to deceive and perfunctory. Gradually avoid the things and people that can bring harm.
I wonder if this kind of love is still sincere at all?
But people always live in experience, and experience brings convenience and security. At the same time, the experience is shameful. Because experience means repetition, and repetition means no longer fresh. And no longer fresh, it means impure. Impure is not thorough. Can it still bring true love if it is not thorough?
It is also paradoxical that the love between Anna and KING is really sincere?
If their restraint is the virtue of fame, what about the lost love? Will it be a victim of morality and dogma? So what should you be loyal to as a human being?
life?
Body?
mind?
Morality?
civilization?
Still feel?
The relationship between Anna and the king, built on the respectful court etiquette, or just the mutual attraction and appreciation of two lonely souls. After all, it's not love.
Because I believe that love is not truth, not knowledge, or anything that can be quantified.
Love is absurd.
There is no explanation for the absurdity, and there is no reason to refuse. Because it came without a reason.
Anything that can be faked is not love.
Just like a gentleman.
In fact, all gentlemen are hypocritical. Because they have learned and supported them, and they can all be standardized. And real people should not be gentlemen, but knights or heroes. Because neither the knight nor the hero is forced, neither has a path to follow. A knight is either a stupid person, or illiterate, all his morals and ethics come directly from his heart, a heart that is based on birth. He doesn't suppress his temperament, so he appears to be upright. The gentleman, with a high-sounding appearance, becomes a kind of logo, a kind of teleported and illusory mask. Therefore, I said that the man I want to love is a prince knight. Because I can't accept a hero who has only courage and primitiveness. What I want is a simple knight with clean bones. A knight who can love a woman and takes her to the world. How calm and sincere.
Civilization can deceive people who want to be gentlemen. It's like politics is always played by some cunning people. Without sincerity, where is the trust? There is no need for trust at all.
Therefore, Anna has no love that can approach her.
This may be beautiful and noble.
However, I am a very direct woman.
I don't love kings but men.
I don't love the beautiful language at night, I only love wet hugs or other things.
There is nothing wrong with this.
Because what I want to love is just a man, not his name. Not a poet, not a gentleman, nor an omnipotent god, but a person, a man with the temperature of life.
Because I understand that fictitious love will not reduce the damage, but will become the most vicious Knife Ge, which splits itself to pieces.
Is this experience?
I suddenly felt very cold. There was a tremor inside.
Because if I am 19 years old now. I must love Wang Guangguang, because I would never know that he is also a man.
But the very realistic fact is that I am 26 years old.
I know, the love of falling in love with a man is beautiful.
Falling in love with a light is destined to live in darkness. Because the stronger the light, the more hateful the hidden haze.
It was a very painful scene after revealing the illusion of beauty.
Because you feel so innocent and terrified, but your heart is deceived by the illusion you have created. Unwilling to accept the cruel truth. Your desperate delusions cover up those terrible disappointments, but you can't do it. Because you don't have the power to make up for the loss of another person. In the end, you can only torture yourself.
Therefore, I can only love a man alive.
Those beautiful lights made me doubt and fear.
Because what is hidden behind the illusion. It's hard to guess.
The illusion makes me hesitate, and the hesitation makes me worry. I am worried about whether my unprovoked love will become a nonsense waste. Because for a woman who spares emotions, giving means taking risks. Every disappointment becomes a lock to close the city.
Therefore, I don't want to see a mask.
I am not an angel, without that kindness and gentleness. There is no need to be treated kindly and deceived by kindness. Kindness should only be given to those who can do nothing. And I can't stand such kindness.
But I am not Lilith's subject either. Bewitched is not my love.
All I want is the truth.
All I want is a quiet night, a man who really loves me.
It has nothing to do with the body.
Just ask for love.
That's it.
A KING is not necessarily a complete man.
Because or for love, he is incompetent. It's like he is ignorant of women. He thinks possession is power, and he thinks waiting for him is justified. So killing was easy for him. What he ignores is the woman, the feeling of being a woman. Even discarding Anna, discarding the heavy love he felt.
Because he is a king, not a knight, nor a hero, he cannot be his own master.
His dazzling light is not worth any money for emotions.
He is worthy of sympathy in my eyes.
Sympathy is not a good word for men. Because sympathy means pity, and those who can win pity are often sad. And sadness is usually hateful.
So, I can't do Anna.
Because I will not save him, I will only leave him. Love him fiercely, and then leave him decisively without a trace. Nothing to do.
Because I can't love a KING, I just want to love a man.
Then he became his king, and I continued to be my girl.
As for love.
There is no unique.
Only the severity.
"But their understanding of life is fundamentally different.
He finally let his courtiers execute his concubine who betrayed him. She was disappointed in his despotism and brutal demeanor, but at the moment of leaving. She learned the truth about his escape, but left it recklessly.
She said that for a Christian, life is too precious because there is only one time.
And his belief is Buddhism that has reincarnation for many generations.
In some respects, religions are not compatible with each other, so she had to understand and accept it. But she did not compromise. She believed in a religion with only one life. At the most critical moment, women and children sounded the trumpet and resolved a mutiny. When he blamed her, she told him firmly-I have lost a man in the forest and cannot lose it anymore.
But some destinies are already predestined. Just as he must always be a king, she has always been just a teacher, and in his faith, he can never understand why a man is only satisfied with a woman. In her faith, what a woman can carry must be a All men love.
So the story is over, just when it is about to begin. "The
last round dance, Fa Ge's eyes flashed darkly, and Judy's tears on his cheeks.
The story of these two men ended indifferently when it should have started.
"I was young at the time, but I will remember the picture of the father holding his most beloved woman. The good moments in life are often only a small part, and sometimes they are over before they begin. However, its impact is unforgettable forever. Anna is an example! "
2005-02-17 12:59:42
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