Regarding classical romanticism like Cyrano, I always think of a friend who lent me a book of letters when I was in college, and that eager, sincere, childish Xiaobo wrote, "I've been thinking about every day since you left. Feeling bored, just like Don Quixote, I miss Dasinia in Toposo every day. Please don't think I'm using Dasinia as an analogy. If I'm joking with you, it's not right. I It's just that I am now like the sad-looking knight who is lovesick." At that time, I read this sentence and thought it was a very interesting analogy, as if I was also a sad-looking knight who had read a lot of novels. This personal image was once Floating in my head, alternating with some more modern and rational worldview that dominates my life. The spirit of modern love is a Dionysian carnival, enjoying the moment and the moment, from sexual liberation to freedom of marriage, choices have begun to become more and more, and convenient and available happiness has replaced "quiet sorrow". In an era when science was in power and rationality worked, I, as a dead rationalist, and most of the adults around me, my heart-piercing, tossing and religious love was always naive with the label of "wenqing". Intoxication with self exists only in novels, movies and everyone's distant first love. The aura of art relegated to a corner. With this carnival, it will be difficult to understand why some people are talented, but they are willing to hand over the letterhead overflowing with love to others, alone in the shadow of the jungle, and let others go up to kiss the beautiful woman. The love known by the protagonist with a huge hook nose is not the love of a man and a woman in the general sense, but an absolutely holy, spiritual and sublime feeling, without the male desire to possess and beg, but almost religious piety and abstinence. . Not only does he see the pain of inferiority and jealousy in a man's courtship, on the contrary, he may enjoy this sublime tragic beauty, the comfort of the dreamy state endowed by the spirit of the sun, the rhythm and divinity, the paranoia and loyalty, more than Enjoy the chai rice oil salt itself. The big nose and face that hindered him from loving, the painful imperfection that could be thrown aside in a dream of only spiritual communication - "I have pondered this letter of love a hundred times in my heart. , until everything is ready, I put my soul next to the paper, I just follow it and transcribe it. I am between your palms, this paper is my voice; this ink is My blood; this letter, it's me." He is willing to use his poetic talent to promote the perfection he indulged in, and only through the handsome skin of others can he be freed from his big nose and have a perfect spiritual exchange with his sweetheart. How ridiculous on the surface, the seemingly tragic dream contemplation has a deep inner happiness. He is a romantic knight, but more of a troubadour, and the poet's obsession and pain always form a peculiar hybrid personality. Nietzsche mentioned the artistic tendency of the lyric poet, "Lyric poetry is described as an imperfect art, which seems to be obtained occasionally and seldom achieves its purpose, or even a half-art, the essence of which should be desire and purity. Contemplation, that is, a strange mixture of non-aesthetic and aesthetic states? At this time, he is both subject and object, poet and actor, and audience." Such romances are always written in the legends of medieval knights, and in the modernist conception of love The next seems paranoid intoxicated love. The word Romance also seems to be derived from this. In a duel, he kills one person in ten steps, but when facing his sweetheart (mostly a married woman), he is ashamed and retreats. He is loyal but clumsy. Even if they fall in love with each other, they have nothing to do with the fanatical sensuality in modern love, such as admiring the moon in the water, lest it will disturb a pool of spring water. The three protagonists are all representatives of chivalrous spirit. A private romance in the midst of war, there is no need to write a grand epic like Beowulf, only personal romanticism, not to be a hero without emotion, but just a "sorrowful knight with lovesickness". Had I seen this movie in college, I might have liked it more than I do now, with more personal thoughts to express. At that time, I was struggling in the quagmire of gender identity, not tall enough, not strong enough, far from the so-called mainstream ideal male image in the world, let alone the possibility of living an ordinary life in this country. These things once hindered me more than the big nose, constantly strengthening the belief of not pursuing any marriage and romance, carefully avoiding all possibilities. When I watch such a movie again today, I have been calm and firm enough to face my "big nose", and at the same time, I am more "imaginative, emotional, poetic, sparkling and gorgeous", for kindness, politeness, wit, freedom, "Brave" is proud of being unique and proud of being unique. It can be considered a loss and gain, and now I can face and sink into that ecstasy-like emotion, without the resonance of this tragic feeling, on the contrary The film's classical romance itself is understood from other angles. Feel proud of being unique, proud of being unique. It can be considered a gain and a loss. Now I can face and sink into that ecstasy-like emotion. Without the resonance of this tragic feeling, I have another perspective on the classical romance of this movie itself. understanding. Feel proud of being unique, proud of being unique. It can be considered a gain and a loss. Now I can face and sink into that ecstasy-like emotion. Without the resonance of this tragic feeling, I have another perspective on the classical romance of this movie itself. understanding. Lyrical poetry is described as an imperfect, seemingly sporadically obtained art that seldom achieves its purpose, or even a semi-art whose essence should be a mixture of desire and pure contemplation, that is, a non-aesthetic state and an aesthetic state. Strange mix? At this time, he is both subject and object, poet and actor, and audience. ” In the legends of medieval knights, such a love is always written, a love that seems paranoid and intoxicated under the modernist view of love. The word Romance seems to have originated from this. In a duel, killing a person in ten steps, facing the sweetheart (mostly still a husband) The wife) is shy and retreats, loyal but clumsy, brilliant when reading poems, cowardly and inferior when sending letters. Even if they fall in love with each other, they have nothing to do with the fanatical sensuality in modern love, like loving the moon in the water, lest a pool be disturbed Chun Shui. The three protagonists are all representatives of chivalrous spirit. A private romance in the midst of war, there is no need to write a grand epic like Beowulf, only personal romanticism, not a hero without emotion, but just a hero A "Lovesick Rider". If I had seen this movie in college, I might have liked it more than I do now, with more personal thoughts to express. At that time, I was struggling with gender identity. In the quagmire of the world, he is not tall enough, nor powerful enough, far from the so-called mainstream ideal male image in the world, let alone the possibility of living an ordinary life in this country. These things once hindered me more than a big nose. , constantly strengthening the belief of not pursuing any marriage and romance, and carefully avoiding all possibilities. When I watch such a movie again today, I have been calm and firm enough to face my "big nose", and at the same time, I am more "imaginative" , sentimental, poetic, sparkling and flamboyant", uniquely proud of being kind, polite, witty, free, brave". It can be considered a gain and a loss. Now I can face and sink into that ecstasy-like emotion. Without the resonance of this tragic feeling, I have another perspective on the classical romance of this movie itself. understanding. Lyrical poetry is described as an imperfect, seemingly sporadically obtained art that seldom achieves its purpose, or even a semi-art whose essence should be a mixture of desire and pure contemplation, that is, a non-aesthetic state and an aesthetic state. Strange mix? At this time, he is both subject and object, poet and actor, and audience. ” In the legends of medieval knights, such a love is always written, a love that seems paranoid and intoxicated under the modernist view of love. The word Romance seems to have originated from this. In a duel, killing a person in ten steps, facing the sweetheart (mostly still a husband) The wife) is shy and retreats, loyal but clumsy, brilliant when reading poems, cowardly and inferior when sending letters. Even if they fall in love with each other, they have nothing to do with the fanatical sensuality in modern love, like loving the moon in the water, lest it disturb a pool Chun Shui. The three protagonists are all representatives of chivalrous spirit. A private romance in the midst of war, there is no need to write a grand epic like Beowulf, only personal romanticism, not a hero without emotion, but just a hero A "Lovesick Rider". If I had seen this movie in college, I might have liked it more than I do now, with more personal thoughts to express. At that time, I was struggling with gender identity. In the quagmire of the world, he is not tall enough, not strong enough, and far from the so-called mainstream ideal male image in the world, let alone the possibility of living an ordinary life in this country. These things once hindered me more than a big nose. , constantly strengthening the belief of not pursuing any marriage and romance, and carefully avoiding all possibilities. When I watch such a movie again today, I have been calm and firm enough to face my "big nose", and at the same time, I am more "imaginative" , sentimental, poetic, sparkling and flamboyant", uniquely proud of being kind, polite, witty, free, brave". It can be considered a gain and a loss. Now I can face and sink into that ecstasy-like emotion. Without the resonance of this tragic feeling, I have another perspective on the classical romance of this movie itself. understanding. The term also seems to be derived from this. In a duel, he kills one person in ten steps, but when facing his sweetheart (mostly a married woman), he is ashamed and retreats. He is loyal but clumsy. Even if they fall in love with each other, they have nothing to do with the fanatical sensuality in modern love, such as admiring the moon in the water, lest it will disturb a pool of spring water. The three protagonists are all representatives of chivalrous spirit. A private romance in the midst of war, there is no need to write a grand epic like Beowulf, only personal romanticism, not to be a hero without emotion, but just a "sorrowful knight with lovesickness". Had I seen this movie in college, I might have liked it more than I do now, with more personal thoughts to express. At that time, I was struggling in the quagmire of gender identity, not tall enough, not strong enough, far from the so-called mainstream ideal male image in the world, let alone the possibility of living an ordinary life in this country. These things once hindered me more than the big nose, constantly strengthening the belief of not pursuing any marriage and romance, carefully avoiding all possibilities. When I watch such a movie again today, I have been calm and firm enough to face my "big nose", and at the same time, I am more "imaginative, emotional, poetic, sparkling and gorgeous", for kindness, politeness, wit, freedom, "Brave" is proud of being unique and proud of being unique. It can be considered a loss and gain, and now I can face and sink into that ecstasy-like emotion, without the resonance of this tragic feeling, on the contrary The film's classical romance itself is understood from other angles. The term also seems to be derived from this. In a duel, he kills one person in ten steps, but when facing his sweetheart (mostly a married woman), he is ashamed and retreats. He is loyal but clumsy. Even if they fall in love with each other, they have nothing to do with the fanatical sensuality in modern love, such as admiring the moon in the water, lest it will disturb a pool of spring water. The three protagonists are all representatives of chivalrous spirit. A private romance in the midst of war, there is no need to write a grand epic like Beowulf, only personal romanticism, not to be a hero without emotion, but just a "sorrowful knight with lovesickness". Had I seen this movie in college, I might have liked it more than I do now, with more personal thoughts to express. At that time, I was struggling in the quagmire of gender identity, not tall enough, not strong enough, far from the so-called mainstream ideal male image in the world, let alone the possibility of living an ordinary life in this country. These things once hindered me more than the big nose, constantly strengthening the belief of not pursuing any marriage and romance, carefully avoiding all possibilities. When I watch such a movie again today, I have been calm and firm enough to face my "big nose", and at the same time, I am more "imaginative, emotional, poetic, sparkling and gorgeous", for kindness, politeness, wit, freedom, "Brave" is proud of being unique and proud of being unique. It can be considered a loss and gain, and now I can face and sink into that ecstasy-like emotion, without the resonance of this tragic feeling, on the contrary The film's classical romance itself is understood from other angles. Feel proud of being unique, proud of being unique. It can be considered a gain and a loss. Now I can face and sink into that ecstasy-like emotion. Without the resonance of this tragic feeling, I have another perspective on the classical romance of this movie itself. understanding. Feel proud of being unique, proud of being unique. It can be considered a gain and a loss. Now I can face and sink into that ecstasy-like emotion. Without the resonance of this tragic feeling, I have another perspective on the classical romance of this movie itself. understanding.
I was finally able to get closer to life, knowing that highly artistic emotions are far from real life, and that more ordinary life is often just riding a stupid donkey, wielding a broken spear at a windmill, and Don Quixote finally realized that he was not a ranger knight , just an ordinary person. In this ordinary life, there is nothing wrong with a person escaping desire or daring to indulge in phantoms. They are all artistic impulses. In fact, whatever romanticism it is, it must be a union of dualistic impulses, whenever we seem to be one with the original ecstasy of existence, whenever we expect this joy to endure in Dionysian ecstasy, At the same moment, you will be stabbed by pain. After enjoying the speed and joy of modern feelings, you will face the same emptiness and poverty. If you choose the joy brought by the great resonance of spiritual communication, you will face the cruel gravity of reality. If you choose why to live, you must choose why to die at the same time. If you choose to avoid and protect yourself, you will lose the possibility of life tension like a dream. The whole movie is more like a drama than a movie. The climax of the turning point and the strong contrast, the conflict between the romanticism and asceticism of the classical drama is vividly displayed. In my own emotions, I have experienced the conflict between them time and time again, and the beauty of the agitation generated by the conflict. When I think about the nights and the letterheads, the emails, and the words that made me break through the shackles of asceticism, it still feels right, and it must be. I hope that one day when I am walking into the twilight of the fallen leaves, I can also say something like this: "I am going to the west, I am going to cross the blue threshold of heaven. Many people I love and love are there, and I can meet Socra. The bottom, Galileo... In the past dynasties, the heroes of the civil and military have traveled too much, and they have fought with orators, and exchanged experiences with the lover." The epitaph can also be engraved with a sentence, a romantic knight, a free academic, one who lived and wrote Yes, loved ones.
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