finally opened it tonight, but in front of me is a golden kingdom, two little girls, and them The laughter passed through the imaginary rivers, mountains and rivers, emitting golden light. Hilary and Jackie, two girls, dear sisters, hugged so tightly, how could they be lonely?
At the beginning, there was a conflict over who was in favor. At first, the genius in the family was my sister who played the flute. At that time, I was worried that my sister would not be in the shadow of my sister. Later, the genius was my sister who played the cello. I was worried about my sister, and even more worried that she would not be able to withstand the contrast of Yunda University - from "it is our honor to have her play" to "does she know how to play musical instruments?". Sisters, no matter how close, would be jealous of comparisons. In particular, the treatment of parents has been biased. Good parents never praise other children in front of their children (I still hate my parents complimenting my peers, anyone can say anything, but my parents will always say that I am the best), but a family with many children will always Can't be avoided.
Unexpectedly, my preference was still contradictory afterward. The director is very smart to tell a story from two different perspectives of two sisters, and put the sister in the front. I think anyone who sees Sister Hilary will like her. I sympathize with the silence of her musical genius, admire her choosing an ordinary life for love, and pity her love for her sister - she gave her everything, including her husband. People may hate her sister, hate her publicity, hate her debauchery, hate her wayward, even if she is one of the greatest performers of the twentieth century, Jacquene Dupree.
But in my sister Jackie chapter, I began to sympathize with my sister again. Although he still can't agree with her behavior, he has forgiven her. It turned out that she was also poor. What about a musical genius, or a peerless elegance, she is just a naive child who doesn't understand anything.
You only know how to play the cello, I only know how to play the flute, We are babis.
This is what Hilary said to Jackie before they got married. But after she finished speaking, she bid farewell to Baby's life forever. There was a hint of noble melancholy in the innocent eyes, her long hair was shortened, she lived in the country, raised chickens, and took care of her children and husband.
What about Jackie? Touring all over the world, the whole world falls under her skirt, but is this what she wants? No, no, what she wants is a pure love like her sister when she was a child.
Her husband, also a great musician, Daniel Barenboim, is still artistic director and director of the Deutsche Staatsoper in Berlin today. But what he loves is the musical genius Jackie, not the simple, willful child Duplei.
So she went back to her sister. She embraced her sister and brother-in-law, despite her opposition to their marriage at the time. No, she has always been against it, until now.
Reminds me of what Nana said to Nobuo, I want to keep Aba in captivity in the yard forever. So is Jackie. From beginning to end, she still loves her sister the most. "I just want to prove that I'm still loved," she cried when she "borrowed" her brother-in-law from her sister. Whose love? Not the man who caressed her coldly, but her sister.
But she chose the most extreme way. My sister is no longer the little girl who only loved her back then. She has her own husband and her own love. Jackie's monopoly eventually led to the two against each other. She lost everything, her sister, home, and even the cello, the backbone of her life.
Crazy waving arms, indistinct ravings, empty mansions, scattered blond hair. She has nothing left. Only lonely.
She is really lonely. Like a splendid firework in the dark, there is no place or place, it blooms for a moment, and then disappears silently. Thank you, and be forgotten.
She is lonelier than Van Gogh. Van Gogh at least loved his paintbrush, but she didn't love her cello.
What about Hilary? On the night when the younger sister went to Berlin alone, did she see the gorgeous fireworks in the night sky in her dream? At that time she was destined to lose her beloved sister. It is destined to never go back to that golden kingdom.
It is always said that my sister gave up music because she lived in the shadow of her sister. In fact, it is the younger sister who lives in the shadow of her sister. What she lost was happiness.
They are all lonely people. her and her. her and her. The prosperity is over, all the sounds are silent, only in the darkness, two fireworks are in full bloom.
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