The ruins of the First World War, buried the body of God and the soul of man
----Fusu's full review of "The End of the Queue"
Benedict stormed back to Yorkshire after recovering from injury. It was said that he was angry with Rebecca for cutting down the cedar. He was actually bemoaning his failure to protect the symbol of the family, people said. He himself said that maybe there was only a moment when a touch of sadness passed through his heart. Everything he insisted on is gone forever. He then brought back a tree trunk and threw it into the apartment fireplace with his own hands. Like a funeral.
People never stopped reflecting on World War I. People never began to reflect on the First World War.
In the artillery fire of World War I, countless youth and beautiful scenery were exhausted. In the ruins of the First World War, buried the body of God and the soul of mankind.
Later, Ford Maddox used it to cast words. Later, Suzanne White turned it into a video. People say it's called the end of the queue. People say it's called the aftermath of the First World War. All people are trying to use their own memories to describe to the world what it looks like. As all people have hoped to hold the fragments of truth to reveal the ultimate mystery of the universe.
Before the nineteenth century, everyone was born with their own responsibilities and forged ahead through suffering and honor. People say that it is an unbearable weight in life. Later, war broke out. Later, the world changed beyond recognition. No one will believe anymore that it was the same world. No one will believe anymore that it was the same group of people.
People did not start to rediscover responsibility and right and wrong because of the war. People just brutally smash all character. and scoffed. As if waiting for a moment when God will give them away. It's as if the St. Lawrence River freezes on its own in winter. People resisted Aristotle, but at the same time they began to feel at a loss. Benedict told Adelaide that people just choose to believe what they want to believe, and that's not the truth.
It's just that he didn't tell Adelaide that all character is eternal, not of the past, not of the future. No spirit will end with an era. No character will be eliminated by time. That feeling of being out of touch with the contemporary, as if your feet are accidentally wearing the wrong kind of shoes, it's just a coincidence.
At the beginning of the story, I thought Globby was an ancient tree. It's only at the end of the story that it becomes clear that Globby is an old soul.
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