Love is not long, obsession will hurt

Cheyanne 2022-03-21 09:03:04

I read the English version of a letter from a strange woman today. The writing is really good. After watching this old film again, I wanted to say something for her. My boy,our boy,is dead.

I have no one left to love; no one in the world, except you.

But what can you be to me—you who have never,never recognized me,you who stepped across me as you might step across a stream.

you who trod on me as you might tread on a stone,you who went on your way unheeding,while you left me to wait for all eternity?

I have nothing, nothing from you.

No child, no word, no line of writing, no place in your memory. If anyone were to mention my name in your presence, to you it would be the name of a stranger.

Shall I not be glad to die, since I am dead to you?

Glad to go away, since you have gone away from me?

The whole letter is full of despair, countless people recognize me, seeing such desperate words at the end is suffocating, and such desperate and deep love makes me sad, at the end, I can't help but feel sympathy for her, who even has a name. Unknown woman.

I read the translated version before. At that time, I thought that such feelings should be taken as a warning, but now I think, why not, if there is such a person who can let you love for a lifetime, what a pity?

To use Qiong Yao's words, she has waited and resented all her life, but she is still grateful to God for letting her meet you, otherwise life will be like a dry well, with no interest in life.

This kind of love is destructive, it is not in line with current values, and it should not be advocated. It is even a little morbid. But on the other hand, is this the purest state of love? I love you, and it has nothing to do with you. Love is not a bondage, nor injury, nor possession, but fulfillment, giving, and making you happy.

There is no doubt that such love is too bitter and too rare to see, especially in today's flowery world, this is unimaginable, not to mention that there are too many temptations, it is said that everyone is equal, and everyone is equal. Everyone has the right to pursue happiness, why should I wait for a lifetime for you, for an unrealistic love.

Yes, why, why, we ask too many things like this, and accidentally put love into countless cares, it is noble to love and let go, not to mention all kinds of derailment and betrayal, calculating and complaining, and even life-and-death , will love to go beyond recognition. Have you ever loved? Loved, but how many people regret having loved. Then if everything can be done all over again, and someone else is the protagonist, will love grow old forever? No doubt, it won't.

Today's love is already a top luxury. There will definitely be many people who think that such a scumbag, who is constantly having sex with prostitutes, and forgets her completely. For such a scumbag, he has to wait all his life and not choose to be an earl. Enjoy, madam, aren't you stupid? What do you love about that scumbag? It is not worth giving up your own happiness in vain.

Is that right? Yes. A strange woman can live well, as long as she forgets the man who has long forgotten her. But she didn't, waiting in vain for such an unworthy person, imagining that one day he would find her or even marry her. So she's unfortunate? not necessarily.

Everyone has their own choices. Happiness and unhappiness are not based on the eyes of others. Others see only a comparison between one situation and another, and only oneself can know whether it is hot or cold. She takes love for him as happiness, even if it hurts others, it is also happiness. Such love and such fantasy have become her beliefs. If he is good, she is good. Her love for him is nothing, so she may not be unhappy, and it will last longer. She wants nothing, she wants very simple. On the contrary, the love we demand from each other is more likely to deteriorate and cannot stand the test, because everything is complicated, the desire is unlimited, and the demand is endless. Between the gains and losses, who dares to say that he is luckier than a strange woman? At least when she looked back, what she saw was tears and tenderness, but what more people saw was a piece of chicken feathers.

Of course, I don't advocate such love as a stranger, but I envy her when she meets someone who can make her love so much.

A deep love does not last long, and obsessions will hurt, just like Guo Xiang, who had lost her life when she saw Yang Guo. The Qingdeng ancient Buddha has made a generation of heroic heroes. After a long time, recalling the fireworks at the age of sixteen, he can still smile like a flower. So, what's there to regret?

After all, life is not perfect. Love and pain are two sides of a coin, and they go hand in hand with each other. The depth of love means the depth of pain. After all, there is very little perfect love. After one time, it is worth living.

In contrast, I still prefer the film adaptation. The strange woman has a name, a life trajectory, and room for re-choice. Even she is no longer persistent and chooses to leave. Maybe give her a little more time and she will be born again. And that man was not so cold anymore. He still recalled the strange woman. He was still moved by this kind of love, and even accepted the duel. Maybe he will repay it with his life. Such an ending finally gave us a little hope, and the deep love finally resonated.

Love still has to be equal, don't belittle yourself, maybe only a little sympathy can be exchanged for humble love. It's just that if we are fortunate enough to meet such a person that we deeply love, don't worry about it so much, and try to remember what love is like. To use a non-mainstream saying, love, please love deeply.

The sound dubbed before PS hehe http://peiyinxiu.com/m/84232720?from=timeline

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Letter from an Unknown Woman quotes

  • 1st Man on Balcony: [Speaking of Stefan] He returned last week.

    2nd Man on Balcony: A concert tour?

    Woman on Balcony: Pleasure trip most likely.

    1st Man on Balcony: The way he's burning himself up, it's a wonder he's still alive.

    2nd Man on Balcony: Ten years ago, he showed great promise. Too bad. With that talent, he could have been a great pianist.

    1st Man on Balcony: Perhaps talent is not enough.

    Woman on Balcony: Perhaps he has too many talents.

  • Lisa Berndl: The course of our lives can be changed by such little things. So many passing by, each intent on his own problems. So many faces that one might easily have been lost. I know now that nothing happens by chance. Every moment is measured; every step is counted.