The English woman who was painting was not at all pretty, and her name was Beatrix Potter. She has a room of her own in a wealthy home, and she has to eat breakfast, drink afternoon tea, and say good night to her every day, but she is the restless one—the paint on her dress reveals all the secrets. Since I was a child, I liked to draw after the bunny, drawing all the time and imagination, drawing all the happiness and contentment. Such a little girl who loves to paint has two great, willful and unrealistic dreams: 1. Never get married; 2. Publish her own picture book.
In those days, it was bad for a woman to not get married at 20, let alone in her late 30s. Her mother arranged all kinds of blind dates for her, from soldiers to nobles, playing enough vulgar and vulgar, this blind date will only make Miss Potter less interested in men. "A woman can live well without marriage." In this way, she and her family became enemies.
Likewise, in those days, it was more difficult to publish the little country animals painted by little women with no money than to not get married. She had the guts to go to the publishing house to recommend herself with a big picture clip. If it wasn't for a stunned youth, she would definitely not have a chance. Leng Touqing is the third son of a publisher's family, and he doesn't know the world, but he fell in love with her little animals at first sight. They supervise the purity of the colors in the printing house, and they share the joy of facing the beautiful work one by one close to each other. When Peter Rabbit became a bestseller, he and she were already in love.
Miss Potter, who only had her first love at the age of 32, prepared a Christmas gift like a girl: a beautiful and nuanced picture of the reunion of the rabbit family. As for him, he gave her a music box and prepared a light dance for the two of them to enjoy. The two were originally hard-core singles, but in the face of definite love, there is no need to stick to their vows. Just be a captive of love. It is also willful and innocent.
But he is a businessman, she is a nobleman, and the parents do not agree with such an unethical combination. She was ready to turn her back on her parents and cut ties with her family. Interestingly, at this time she went to the accountant (in those days, Miss Qianjin hardly needed to go to that kind of place), the latter read the book and said to her in surprise, "Miss Potter, you are already very rich. , Buying a house is not a problem at all." A few small books have such great significance in existence, she was so frightened that she couldn't close her mouth - it was only a hobby and a dream, but it turned out to be wealth.
It's great that single women have money and love! But fate likes to tease people. Just when the wedding day was approaching and the family members were also moved by their sincerity and dedication, the groom-to-be died of a sudden illness. In an instant, love took over everything, to be precise, it was the sudden death of love that ruined everything. She can't paint, she can't laugh, and seeing the little animals is like seeing her lover. At this point, you have to panic - love is too strong, and loss is stronger than gain.
At this time, fortunately, there is money. Miss Potter decided to have a new life, and since she was single, she might as well simply live a single life. She bought the country house where she spent the summer as a child, facing the tranquil lake, with enough small animals for company, natural and peaceful. She even bought an entire piece of land because she had money to prevent the factory owner from destroying the environment. Money can't buy love, at least it can buy a piece of the world to support one's own happiness.
Wearing a sarong and sitting on a green grassy hillside painting in the lakeland scenery, Miss Potter is like being in paradise. There are also her small animals in heaven, Peter Rabbit in a blue coat, Mother Duck in a soft gray cap... They only whisper to her in the painting, or are cute and naughty. Because of painting, she is not alone. Even in a home alone, say to the little duck in the painting, don't cry.
Women either have a career they love, a man they love, or they have to have some money. But when alone, a woman is better off changing her circumstances. A woman like Miss Potter can't fall in love at first sight, and she can't be on the top of the fire. Although she is a little passive, she is only willing to obey her fate. Only a man who falls in love with her paintings can fall in love with her and be loved by her. She is in love. The root of everything is her dreams and love from childhood to adulthood.
In the life in the Lake District, I gradually have a steady lawyer man to accompany me. I used to be my childhood playmate. I used to weave fairy tales together. The complexities of the world have their own experiences, and the two intersecting lines converge to the intersection here. She vowed to be single at the age of 20, first love at the age of 32, and married at the age of 47. The movie is as she said, "It's beautiful to write the first sentence of a story, you never know what's next. And my story brought me here." The
story ends here. The picture of the movie, as always, is gentle and calm. This is the most pleasing and tender biopic I've seen this year, and, oddly enough, it's reassuring - life is supposed to be simple, follow fate, don't expect, and shouldn't struggle.
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