life is a dirge

Clovis 2022-03-28 09:01:13

He walked through the oppressive 1950s, and in the indulgent 1960s let himself enjoy the galaxy of eroticism. I don't know how many people he has met, and who will be the last person who will stay by his side when he is dying. Some people will say that they no longer believe in anything, but there are always people who say that it is because you have not met the right person.

Maybe yes, he met her, and the touching Cuban woman left a glimpse of shock in his heart .He owns her. Friends tell her that sex is sex and you can look at it separately. He bows his head, his eyes are full of love. He knows this is the woman she loves. Although they are separated by nearly 30 years.

She He admired his erudition, and he admired her true beauty. But the fear of the passage of time always haunted him, he was afraid, and he dared not walk into her life, because time reminded him every day like a nightmare , Others will look at his age and laugh at his demands and sacrifices. He is over half a hundred years old, but he is not worth the price that time has made him pay. He is erudite and talented and loves Goya. However, when wrinkles creep up on his face, that The woman who had sex with him for 20 years told him we were all getting old at the same time.

She finally left him and he sat weak in the empty room, refusing to eat, refusing to get out of the room into a world without her. It was a painful separation, he knew that he had lost her, no matter how silent and deep his love for her was, time pushed him further away like a tide, he thought What voice he heard, was it the song he talked about for her, he didn't remember, and he didn't know.

The death of a good friend has added a few despair colors to this breakup. He finally kissed his lips, this is his confidant, his best friend, and the poet who went before him. The tide turned into a storm and attacked his heart He walked into the ball room alone, thinking that he could stay away from those silent sorrows, but he was only deceiving himself. The house was empty, leaving only the tennis ball still rolling on its own track in the storm of time, until Hit the wall, until the moment when life stops abruptly, everything is quiet. Friendship, family affection, love, these wonderful and inseparable feelings intertwine in a person's life, weaving a beautiful big net, no matter how quiet Disappear, disappear in the wind, disappear in the quiet sadness. Kundera wrote that life is sad. This is the moment when a person begins to realize that he is approaching the end of his life. He will have awareness and awakening. He Suddenly realizing this, in the crowd, the young man walked by his side, and he stood in the crowd with his story, walking on the road to the end of his life, feeling lonely.

She finally appeared. She said I was sick and they cut off my breasts too. He looked at her, hugged her crying, kissed her. She said, I know, you love me. He nodded deeply. They hugged tightly, time Flocking to them again, what sound did he hear this time? Is it singing? Is it the sound of the waves in life? He wasn't sure. She said, this time, I seem to have outlived you. I'm terrified.

He patted her body while crying Leave it to herself or leave it to her. He walked into the crowd again, feeling lost, but quieted down.

He walked into the ward, she opened her eyes and looked at him, saying I thought you would not come. He hugged gently She said, you're still beautiful, and here I am. He lay down with her, the storm and the waves passed, and they felt so warm. He heard it again, and this time he really heard the song, it was a little Sad, but unusually quiet dirge, accompanied them on the way to the end, illuminating the whole sky.

Life is a dirge, leaving people gone, loneliness, sadness, despair, and madness will gradually fade away with this song What is left is the loneliness when I face myself, and the warmth in my hand that will not cool and forget even when I die.

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  • Garett 2022-04-03 09:01:11

    Truly a work of art...so beautiful...

  • Krystal 2022-04-01 09:01:18

    The poster is very familiar, but the natural jealousy of women makes me resist Pu's film. If it wasn't for Xunlei's new year, I shouldn't watch this. To be honest, this woman was born for acting, and her performance is natural. No one can resist her beauty and sensuality, and in the same way, everyone will sigh in their hearts for her intelligence and talent. It doesn't matter how the story is, she only needs a bed, and simple lines can capture the soul

Elegy quotes

  • Consuela Castillo: Beautiful picture.

    David Kepesh: Beautiful woman.

  • David Kepesh: [interview on the Charlie Rose show] We're not all descended from the Puritans.

    Charlie Rose: No?

    David Kepesh: There was another colony 30 miles from Plymouth, it's not on the maps today. Marymount it was called.

    Charlie Rose: Yeah, alright, you mention in your book...

    David Kepesh: The colony where anything goes, went.

    Charlie Rose: There was booze...

    David Kepesh: here was booze. There was fornication. There was music. There was... they even ah, ah, ah, you name it, you name it. They even danced around the maypole once a month, wearing masks, worshiping god knows what, Whites and Indians together, all going for broke...

    Charlie Rose: Who was responsible for all of this?

    David Kepesh: A character by the name of Thomas Morton.

    Charlie Rose: Aah, the "Hugh Hefner" of the Puritans.

    David Kepesh: You could say that. I'm going to read you a quote of what the Puritans thought of Morton's followers: 'Debauched bacchanalians and atheists, falling into great licentiousness, and leading degenerate lives'. When I heard that, I packed my bags, I left Oxford, and I came straight to America, America the licentious.

    Charlie Rose: So what happened to all of those people?

    David Kepesh: Well, the Puritans shot them down. They sent in Miles Standish leading the militia. He chopped down the maypole, cut down those colored ribbons, banners, everything; party was over

    Charlie Rose: And we became a nation of straight-laced Puritans.

    David Kepesh: Well...

    Charlie Rose: Isn't that your point though? The Puritans won, they stamped out all things sexual... how would you say it?

    David Kepesh: Sexual happiness.

    Charlie Rose: Exactly. Until the 1960s.

    David Kepesh: Until the 1960s when it all exploded again all over the place.

    Charlie Rose: Right, everyone was dancing around the maypole, then, make love not war.

    David Kepesh: If you remember, only a decade earlier, if you wanted to have sex, if you wanted to make love in the 1950s, you had to beg for it, you had to cop a feel.

    Charlie Rose: Or... get married.

    David Kepesh: As I did in the 1960s.

    Charlie Rose: Any regrets?

    David Kepesh: Plenty. Um, but that's our secret. Don't tell anybody.

    [laughter]

    David Kepesh: That's just between you and me.