This version is quite evil, and the two of them are talking about each other. The Roaring Hills look very much like a magical castle of horrors. Using the author's tone to tell her own story that she made up, makes people accept this incomprehensible and impossible madness that has ever existed. I really like the wooden door box bed like a bay window. It is exquisite and private. I think of the scene of Jane Eyre hiding in the window sill behind the curtains to read. There was no dance or piano at Thrushi Villa this time, and the two brothers and sisters even played cricket in the house. Schindler's wife died in childbirth, and Hayden was raised by Nellie. He said the clothes she was wearing were stupid, and she said it was stupid that he marked who was with her with crosses and dots. This version of Cathy is a pixie, a wild and unruly pony in the wilderness. She said she and Linton were the leaves, and Heathcliff was the rock. The layers of mountains in the mist are very beautiful. Perhaps the most primitive people and things will really be born in these mountains and rivers. But in the tight shots, the black horse and black man in black came back, and black terror followed. I suspect that Heathcliff's wealth was also inherited by cheating on the feelings of others. He is the devil. May the soul stop wandering.
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