I'm standing at a three-way intersection and don't know where to go

Josue 2022-03-21 09:01:58

1. It's all the fault of beauty, how can I bear to blame you for making a mistake
, Xia died because of my sister's happiness, Shang died because of Da, Zhou collapsed because of Bao Si, Zheng Xiu's inner confusion caused the king of Chu to be humiliated and humiliated, and Xi Shi's cartilage was eroded After the Wu State Sheji, the first emperor's hegemony perished in the three palaces and six courtyards, the ambition of King Xiang was indulged in the eyebrows of Yu Concubine, Feiyan was charming, Liu Zuo died in the love of the bed, Yuhuan was favored, Xuanzong fled to the land of Shu, In the south of the Yangtze River, the pavilions of the Yanyu Pond and the Moonlight pavilions also slowly sounded the death knell of the prosperous age of Kang and Qian...
Hongyan, since ancient times, has been associated with poor fortune and short-lived, causing disasters. Even if she lived in a quiet and remote town, Malena couldn't resist this theorem-like catastrophe, just as she couldn't hide her dazzling face. The widow has a lot of right and wrong in front of her door, and the rumors spread for a long time, and the three become tigers, because the boring people in this world are like flies, and they will always exist. Don't expect any rumors to stop at the truth of the wise. There are far more wise men than we think. In fact, most people are just mediocre in their roles. Then he looked around, trying to dig out some gossip and gossip. You fear them, avoid them, but often don't know how to blame them, because it has nothing to do with moral cultivation, it's just a stress habit that they develop as they go through the grind of life. They are not wrong, they just want to add something to talk about in their boring and narrow life. It is human nature to yearn for richness and excitement. So I saw that when Marianne returned to her hometown, the women who beat her, cursed her, and spit on her in the past became like old friends, smiling at her, holding her arms, and wrapping her arms around her. When wearing the fashionable clothes and socks, as a bystander, my heart is full of mixed feelings, but Malena's face is still as calm as a lake, her lips parted slightly, and she said lightly: "Bonjour (Hello.) )", at that moment, I felt that Malena's stunning charm also came from her wisdom. There is no need to waste the hard-won peace now for the past. I have regained my dignity, so I have written off all the past suspicions. What's more, moving that shame again is also a second delay to my own heart.

2. The secret love that no one knew was entrenched in the heart. The
first time I saw her, it was on the coast of the beautiful Sicilian Sea. At that time, Retona was still a thirteen-year-old teenager. Seeing her approaching from a distance, right He was at a loss due to his own wonderful physiological response.
Later, many years passed. The group of teenagers who rode a bicycle with him to chase and look at Malena had been scattered, and he was the only one left. After so many years, he had followed secretly, helped secretly, and loved silently. write.
When I first saw this movie, I kept thinking, is this relationship of Retona considered love? It is nothing more than the stubbornness of youth and ignorance.
Later, I saw Retona go to the record store to buy the "Ma L'Amore" by Aldaveli that Malena had listened to. Seriously, almost religiously.
I saw Retona in the night, in class, by the sea, all the time, reading and writing love letters to her that would never be sent. The sea water slapped against the reefs on the shore, stirring up layers of foam, soaking in the clumps of crumpled love letters, a large piece of sadness that belongs to the silent and enigmatic young man.
I saw that Retona used his weightless words and deeds to try to dispel the rumors for Malena. He threw a shaky fist at his offending partner; begged Jesus earnestly to protect Marlene for him until he was strong enough to take over. He broke the arm of Jesus and knocked down the head of Mussolini, the leader. No matter how great and holy it is, it can't even give a little protection to the beloved.
I saw the heavy look in Retona's eyes as she looked at Malena's surviving husband. With a sigh, he wrote a signed anonymous letter telling him where Malena had gone; he smiled as he boarded the distant train in search of his wife. "I will learn to give up on you because I love you too much."
Probably this is love, at least more true than any man in town. Can't say any earth-shattering oath, can't give any promise to the death, can't even kiss, can only pretend to meet by chance. But every plane of mine is for you, every dream of mine is for you, every bad thing I do is for you, other than that, I don't know what else to do. I have dedicated my entire world to you, in my own way, in the definition of my age.
"Every step we take is too early. We fall into love before we learn to love, we break up before we learn to understand, and we end before we learn to face," someone sighed. Time is like an insurmountable gulf between Retona and Malena, making the pace of their life trajectories never reconciled.
When Malena returned, he had grown into a man. When you see her oranges scattered all over the place, you can rush forward to help without hesitation. Marlene buried her head and said "thank you" without even looking at him. Retona gently put the orange in her bag. Although this small movement was fleeting, it seemed to have been used up for so many years. Unexpressed tenderness, as if he put down not only oranges, but also sullen thoughts.
"Good luck"—that was the first and last thing he said to her. They all laughed. It turns out that life is what you have been struggling with for a long time, and suddenly relieved at a certain moment. I watched Retona strenuously pedal the bicycle away from Malena, and the narration sounded, he had to work hard to escape this old love for Malena.
"I fell in love with many women since then, and whenever they hugged me tightly and asked me if I remembered them, I said yes, at least at the time, but the only thing I can never forget is the one who never asked Mine - Malena". Maybe first love will always be the softest secret in every man's heart, not to mention, the one that cannot be obtained is always the best.

3. Degenerate because of their fragility.
When almost all Jewish women recall the war, the most humiliating thing to them is not the Nazis and Hitler, but their pleasure in abandoning their dignity to the Germans regardless of face. This topic is also raised in "Sophie's Choice", that is, reflections on the inferiority of human beings after the war. But when basic survival cannot be carried out, it is ridiculous to talk about dignity, especially if people who have not experienced it personally make reckless comments on it with etiquette and morality, which is even more hypocritical.
From Malena, I often think of Hu Die, the smash hit movie queen in the 1930s. It's just that she is facing stronger pressure - China's Gestapo, and the military commander - Dai Li. In that era of devastation, she fled from Hong Kong to Chongqing. Faced with the pursuit of a man who is in the political world, how can you protect yourself, your husband, and your career? She chose to give in, but she couldn't be calm. Her husband's death due to illness and Dai Li's accidental death made her heart hurt even more, so she slowly lost her mind and endured the rest of her life.
Malena's ending was a happy one after all, despite the turbulent twists and turns. The cruelty of war is not only in its bloody killings, but also in that it allows the survivors to kill each other at their own leisure. In that era of scarcity of materials and panic, you can no longer ask a person to be noble, and the inferior roots are naturally peeled off layer by layer. Nobility is only decoration after personal interests are guaranteed, it does not belong to the naked era. Just like the Cultural Revolution, let the most honest and honest people do the most vicious things, and this is not one person's fault.
We can't blame anyone in the end. Fortunately, there is time, and nothing is impossible.

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Malena quotes

  • Renato Amoroso: From now on, I'll be at your side. Forever, I promise. Just give me time to grow up.

  • Renato Amoroso: Buona fortuna, signora Malèna.