Poor Vera

Susie 2022-12-15 21:58:47

I haven't read the original work, based on the small angle of the movie itself.
When Victor uttered this sentence when revisiting it yesterday, it was when the lightning was raging outside the window.
The hands that never left scars, because the cut was deep, the scars settled into brown, and the black was white, the surface slowly became smooth, and darkened, but it was painful to the teeth.
At that time, for her, even before the clothes were cleaned, she jumped into the water anxiously.
At that time, for her, made up a virtual girlfriend, just to make her not feel guilty to you.
At that time, for her, she categorically rejected her vision of being dependent on you, but softly comforted her.

Your eyes have never been far away from her. When playing in the water, there was a clear smile in his eyes, frolicking, bursting into smiles with her. Putting on the clothes, passing by her, not forgetting to say that it was cold, and then smoothly catching the scarf she threw over, a trip of three, in your eyes, there is actually no one else.
Witnessing her dispute with her father, witnessing her independence and her rebellion, you who are silent or anxious in your heart, understanding is better than her, it is useless to persuade, this is her plight and yours.
Later, he came, and it didn’t make any difference at first. When playing the piano, you turn your face and look around her face, like a greedy child, watching and watching, until she relaxes and looks inquiring. The guided joy really bloomed, “I want the notes to smooth your frowning brows, and I want the joy to fill the smile on your lips.”
Later, the three-person line became the four-person line, when her poems were greedy When the big boy playing jokes, you did not join the booze queue, she was emotionally snatching and sitting down, oh, please, maybe you also want to read the poems she wrote, but there is nothing better than her. More important. You suggested that you want to return to drink tea, and the subtle atmosphere becomes different from this.
At the end of the holiday, you bid farewell to her face-to-face, such a gentle face-face, the cautious and unconcealed mind was magnified for a moment, and your face was filled with reluctance. What has become different since then, maybe you have already started to calculate The date of the next meeting.
Later, you know that you are not the one chosen. Her beloved rushed to the battlefield, and you received his letter, go to see her. Long time no see, she is still the same, the crimson coat wrapped her body, you are sitting on the bench by the side of the road, she whispered and said that she was sorry for you, but you said with a relaxed face, you With her of her own, the sunshine is energetic and lovely, she smiled, the gloom between her eyebrows and eyes disappeared, and she babbled sincere blessings to you. Maybe you only understood that day, why the story of Snow White has no ending.
With poor eyesight, you didn’t rush to the battlefield. On the day she came back, the cloud of war engulfed everyone. After you hugged hard, and laughed loudly, there was a longer silence. She said you couldn’t have been on the battlefield before. Will understand. Your expression is like wax that freezes in an instant, and the hot heat is released on your face for an instant, and his brother uses a (universal golden sentence) to drink tea to get out of the siege, and the turbulent hustle and bustle rolls in your heart for a long time, roaring .
Goodbye you, already in a uniform, the war is intensifying, the room is silent only to hear the ticking of the clock and the tired and trembling tone of an old man announcing his death. You sit on the sofa and once again see her in trouble. You fell into powerlessness again. She went everywhere to investigate the truth of the story before his death, and you kept correspondence with her, shared with her, and shared the burden for her in your own way.
I will never see you again. I can only rely on the message of a stranger to find her. The wounded eyes gradually lose their sight and can no longer see her. You hear her say, but you can't look in the direction where she is speaking. When she said the name Molly anxiously, you laughed, a little shameless, a little innocent, and there were unnoticeable complaints when you laughed, and you said, "Without this person, this person has never existed." You can't see her face is as stunned as the seasons of clouds, rain and snow, except that there is no sunny day.
You tell him that you want to start learning braille, and she said that this is the sunny you in her impression, and you laughed. She paused slowly and clearly to make a promise to you for a lifetime. The hands you hold each other, love and friendship and family affection, when destiny makes all this easy to come by, you whispered out "Poor Vera" me. His heart collapsed instantly. What you still think about is her, she has lost her close love, she does not want to lose you, she wants to take care of you, and how you carry her life and give her the happiness behind your promise, this is not what you want, this It shouldn't be what she should bear, poor her. You refused, you said with a smile, "Are you proposing to me?" You smiled and said, "Yes, I refused," I don't know how you spent that afternoon, maybe in this lifetime, at that moment It belongs to the bottle that marks the most beautiful memory.
He had been calling us an hour ago, saying that there was a very noisy noise in his head. When she came, he was lying quietly on the bed. At this time, the sky outside the window was still ignorant, just like that for many years. Just like watching, a silent parting, who said that life is actually a pantomime, with ups and downs, ups and downs, and finally returned to the dust, no life.
One moment is equal to sixty-three snaps, I don't know where you fell in love with.

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Testament of Youth quotes

  • Miss Lorimer: Men go off to fight and we stay behind and knit.

  • Vera Brittain: [speaking to gathered crowd] Can I find the courage to accept there might be another way? Perhaps their deaths have meaning only if we stand together now and say, "No!" No to killing. No to war. No to the endless cycle of revenge. I say no more of it. No