Venice's plague had ravaged his body, but the poison in his soul was deadly.
Speaking of which, I have to sing the praises of the artist's soul. Go beyond the constraints of all human societies, examine and evaluate the world with the beauty bestowed by God, live for it, die for it, and never give up the pursuit even when it burns out.
However, as a person, a man who once had a family and lost a daughter unfortunately, his body is old, his face is wrinkled and he is staggering, he dare not expect the youth to favor him, he is heartbroken for the youth, pity the youth A little bit of grievance, greedy want to monopolize the smile that robbed him of all his admiration. His human soul is old, ugly, cowardly, indignant, and vain...
In the last seaside scene, his body on the brink of death is exposed to a magnificent sunset, and in front of him is a young man The perfect body overflowing with youth and beauty, that body is immersed in sea water, and the upper body is outlined by the golden sunlight to outline a breathtaking silhouette. He looked at all this with a smile. The young man in sight raised his arm and pointed to the side of the sea. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, but was unable to fall down. The black hair dye was melted by sweat and flowed down from his forehead...
He died, Died in the most real beauty I have ever seen in my life, my soul floats in the direction pointed by the boy.
Such an emphasis on the male protagonist's admiration for the young man and his hatred of his old face is not a satire of "youth".
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