was impressive was that Sylvia's mother told Ted "She used to want to lock herself under that wooden board." Then Ted was holding a goblet and looking at his smiling wife at this time.
The trivial life after marriage ruthlessly polished this seemingly complete The original sweetness of love has become the embarrassment of life and the tiresome housework. In the continuation of life day after day, it seems to have deviated from the original track and is on the verge of losing control. In the
play, Plath’s sensitive nerves are like made of glass The fiber tube is too fragile to withstand a sharp high pitch anymore. In order to release her grief and anger, she tore up her husband's manuscript, but soon encountered infidelity again. In her home outside London, she carried many branches in grief and burned her husband and others in the raging fire. Love letter. What she burned was the letter and her love.
She once said to a friend who is doing book publishing: "Sometimes I feel that I am very unreality. There is nothing behind my eyes. I am just a negative of someone else. All I have is darkness, darkness and silence. "
She asked, what should we do when life can’t be worse? Finally, she gave herself an answer.
One year later, her posthumous work "Elf" was published and became a masterpiece that has been passed down by generations. It
should be here . It's over, but every time I think of this movie, I always think that Sylvia has too much fantasies about love, or love is not so beautiful in the first place. Did they have finished writing about love and forgot to leave some for themselves This makes me very frustrated. I have to be sincere and fearful every day, open my eyes, and look at his tone and eyes for a long time, and it’s too tired. Then I don’t love, and I will not be hurt forever. "Love is to turn people into affection" as if There is nothing bad, at least knowing that he will never let go of your hand.
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