This is the night Hilary was proposed, the true meaning of love told to her sister
if you don't play cello anymore, you are nobody.
Outside the room, Jackie's lover said to him, the subtext is true I only love you when playing the cello, or we can understand, I only love the jackie under the cover of the world-famous cello instead of an ordinary jackie.
This is doomed, jackie's life is lonely, because he is not loved.
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HILARY
I am hilary, and my specialty is the flute.
When I played on the BBC, little j was just a foil for me. My family's eyes are always on my side, I enjoy it, and I hope it will always be. I wish someone would always ask my sister, "Wouldn't it be great to have a gifted sister?". But the good times didn't last long, and jeckie seemed to have a talent for playing the cello. I can see that her somewhat exaggerated body dances on the stage are her expression of using actions to assist the sound of the piano, and she is playing with her life.
When I was asked if I was proud of having a gifted sister, I suddenly felt the loneliness of little J in the past, always unnoticed in the corner like a mural, and I was able to understand why she practiced so madly , she will never be satisfied with her applause, because as soon as the piano falls, the applause will stop, and after it stops, it will bring endless loss, so she can only work harder to find the next applause, next time, again Next time, there's no end to it....like a quilt in a hot red dancing shoe, unable to free myself.
Fortunately, I met the love of my life, he told me when I was most lost, he loved me, not because of my flute but because of me, he made me feel loved, he made me feel special. This It's a feeling I don't feel on stage, my heart rejoices, with him.
I choose, with him, to live in the country. Not because I don't love the flute and applause anymore, but Because no matter how violent the applause from the outside world came, it couldn't shake my heart. When his gentle eyes touched it, my heart surged like a tidal wave, which was warmer than applause and better than praise.
i choose to be simple, but i became the creature whose inward is strong than the outside. My sister may be a genius, but I am wiser than her.
jackie
my name is jackie, my specialty is the cello, I have a My sister, called hilary, I love her more than myself, because she is the person who knows me best in the world.
When I was little, I grew up under the halo of my sister. My mother always said that if you want to get along with To play with my sister, you have to be as good as her. So, I practiced and practiced hard, until one day, I surpassed my sister and came into contact with the outside world. When I stood on the stage and played the cello like crazy, I feel that there is only one person in the world and this piano.
I began to enjoy the applause, the glory, the invitations from all over the world, and even the cello that most people can't touch in their entire lives, that peerless cello. However, I faintly felt a little lost, an indescribable loss. Why does the applause always end? When? Why do people always look at my cello and say you play really well instead of saying jackie, you are a nice guy. I feel like my life is locked by the cello, only when I am with the cello, I am who I am, once I leave it, I am nothing, and I will never be loved, all they love is jackie who can play the cello, and jackie who plays great. Only my sister loves me, no matter what I am who is it.
So, I hate the cello, it makes me lose the meaning of existence. But it seems that the meaning of my existence is nothing without her. I am very distressed, I want to leave, run away......
I go Find my sister.
Everything about her and my brother-in-law makes me jealous. Why doesn't my sister play the flute, wear a ribbon dress, feed the chickens and pigs, and my brother-in-law still loves him? I want to be loved too, because I've been lonely for too long. I I also want to enjoy the feeling of being loved like my sister. I want to have sex with my brother-in-law.
However, my brother-in-law still loves my sister. He can give me my body, but not my soul. My soul can only survive by relying on the cello. I... leave , It seems that I was wrong.
Cello, when I am sick and can't move, only you are by my side, always guarding me. I use my life to play you, and you also use my life to accompany me, even if I don't Not a qualified partner.
Before I died, I finally realized that I had gone too far in the pursuit of fame and fortune. If I had a choice, I would still choose to play and play with my life, but I would understand that the applause of the outside world No matter how warm it is, there will be a day when it will subside. Only when the applause in my heart rings for myself, I will not be as lonely as the fireworks blooming alone in the night sky, but it is too late, I hope God can understand.
Choosing ordinary is more important than choosing brilliant Courage and wisdom. See the empty soul behind my gorgeous dress? I hope I can live a less lonely life in my next life.
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