From the beginning, I felt that Porat was very pitiful. It may be because of a sense of rejection when he was in a new environment but was completely unable to integrate into it. It may be because of the sense of helplessness being laughed at because of different cultures and habits, or it may be because of being in a foreign country. The frustration of being abandoned by friends and "betrayed" by the so-called "lovers" in other countries. Everything is new and good, but everything is unfamiliar and unsuitable.
Like most "hillies" dreaming of the American dream, he came from a poor and backward place into an advanced country where people laughed at him for his ignorance, prejudice, and whimsical thinking, and the United States has always demonstrated " "Great country style", from the teacher who patiently taught Porat "humor", the teacher who taught him to drive, the Jewish couple who took him in for the night, the ladies who taught him etiquette, and the college students who met him but were brothers and brothers, all he encountered Everyone is kind and kind, gentle and tolerant, and endures his rudeness, rudeness, and thousands of puzzling habits. All of them constitute an America that looks extremely harmonious-come on, we respect your culture and understand you The behavior will always make you feel like a spring breeze.
But all of this may be an unforgettable and beautiful experience for Porat, but it is limited to only a small fragment of future memories. This is the United States. Countless people have dreamed of squeezing their heads and want to take a look at the United States. The technology is advanced and the economy is developed with gold everywhere, and the people here are polite, amiable and courteous.
But this is not home.
When Porat met the prostitute, spent the only night laughing with her after coming to the United States, and after sending her home, he said, "I can't go in because I have a loved one, which is not good for her." "After I kissed politely goodbye, I started to feel a touch of warmth.
The final outcome is not surprising. After being rejected by the "goddess" in his mind, Porat married the prostitute and took her back to his hometown to live with.
I think this is what people call "fetters". The moment it produces may be a moment of interpersonal communication, a nostalgic look, or just a shallow kiss on the forehead when parting. It was only at that moment that the ridiculous foreigner truly took the cold term "America" deeply into his heart and gave it a hot temperature.
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