thorn bird

"I heard people say that there is a kind of bird in this world that has no feet. It can only fly and fly all the time. It sleeps in the wind when it is tired. This kind of bird can only go to the ground once in its life, and that time it will die. Time. April 16, 1960, one minute before three o'clock in the afternoon, you and I will remember this minute because of you." Whether it was Hong Kong in 1999 or Australia in 1948. The song of the thorn bird is always there.
"Letter from a Strange Woman", written by Australian writer Zweig, is a story of "I love you, nothing to do with you" in the 1940s. At the age of fourteen, the sound of the piano came from the corridor every day, and a glimpse of the corridor, the most common sentence of good morning, the greed for pleasure in a flower-year-old, and the routine-like love words, were all she had in her life.
"Call my name"
"Stephen"
"You say it as if you've been calling this name all your life"
The girl next door who listened to the piano every night by the window turned into a pretty girl who stayed on the corner of his house every night The girl has become a graceful and luxurious upper-class lady in the theater, "I seem to have seen you before." But it is his eternal way of approaching. It has been tried and tested, but it is all he can give. "I came to you to tell you the whole story and to entrust my life to you, but you say these love words, but you can't remember who I am." In the
movie, Lisa loves in her own way, while Her eyes also changed from eager anticipation to disappointment, and finally decided to write all the stories before her death. When I read this story in high school, I copied it word by word on paper. For me, only by copying the story can I peel off its connotation layer by layer and see their hearts. Years passed, watching the movie and re-watching the end of the novel: "His eyes fell on the vase on the desk in front of him. The vase was empty, for the first time in years on his birthday. It was empty. He was stunned for a moment: he felt as if an invisible door had suddenly opened, and cold winds from another world swished into his quiet room. He felt a death, he felt Immortal love: For a time, his heart was full of mixed feelings, he missed the invisible woman, without substance, full of passion, like music from a distance." When I love you, you never know, when you know this love, It has nothing to do with me.
"I always remember that I thought there was a kind of bird that would fly as soon as it started
, and it didn't land until the day of its death. In fact, it never went anywhere, and the bird was already dead from the start."

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