Let’s talk about the original book first. The love of Wuthering Heights is absolute. It has been affecting my view of love since I was young. It is not easy to advocate this absolute view of love, because it will be very tiring if you can’t let go easily. Maybe that's why Kathy thinks she can't live in the world anymore, love sometimes makes you want to die, many people have it, even though you tell yourself that the world isn't everything he's not him and there's so much more It's still very big, but the despair that arises from losing him, and the attacks on your heart from time to time, this huge exhaustion and torture makes it impossible to continue. So from the moment Casey said: marrying him, would lower my identity, and the moment Hickley rushed into the rain, he was alive but dead. Because of his departure, Casey is alive and dead. They continued, but in their hearts there was no trace of despair. Every time I read this, I can't help myself. If you say that life is sunshine and beauty, then love must be tormenting you. It is not bright at all. Bright is not love. Killing love, you can remember Yes, always those painful memories.
"I am Healthcliff!" Kathy said, her love for Edgar is the leaves on the tree, the leaves will fall with the wind, but her love for Hickley is like a rock in the ground, although ugly, but Always need.
In the movie, after Hickley married Isabella, Isabella hugged him, prayed for this love, made him believe her, and said she wanted to give him happiness. But Hickley says there's nothing in your eyes, like Linton's. Yes, mad and stweet's Kathy is so cute by comparison, she's crazy, she's real, she loves Hickley, she loves Lynton, she wants the pain, but she wants the morning meeting, she doesn't want to live in In the dark, she also knew that was where she belonged. She is the most confused sober, and she deserves this love.
In love there is no fairness and injustice, Edgar and Isabella no fairness and injustice, Hickley and Casey no fairness and injustice. Brontë knows love too well to know how she, a writer who had never experienced love, wrote this story.
Always remember, Hickley stood in front of Casey's grave and asked them to pry open Casey's coffin, he said that after he died, they could still be together.
Affection is not a tragedy, love is colder than death.
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