Mrs. Dreyer is elegant and charming, which is invaluable compared to the situation she is in, because even through the screen, she can feel her pocketbook and worry about supporting her family every day. There are many contrasts between the lack of money and material and the Greek style permeated in the play. Now that I think about it, the eyes, ears, cheeks and skin in this play are the ones who enjoy the beauty of Corfu the most. But what I admire most is the embrace of Mrs. Dreyer and her child. Here I want to call her Louisa, so that I feel a little closer to her.
Especially when every child is sad and wronged, he will always pour out with Louisa and fall into her arms, and Louisa will give them a loving hug. Ordinary strength is very important. This is the case with every child. They always show up when they need a hug. On the other hand, in my own words, when I am sad, I prefer to stay by myself and not tell my mother. It may be because I did not get along with my mother all the time in my childhood, so I am very envious of their way of getting along. There will always be endless quarrels between family members. They are angry and sulking, but they will be reconciled, and they will not remember. Everyone seems to have a natural forgiveness for their relatives, and of course they choose to forgive you. I heard a mother say that children have to grow up by their mother's side until they are three years old, and children who grow up in this way have a special sense of security.
After listening to this sentence, I felt my heart tremble. Yes, I have always known that I lack this sense of security, so I have been trying to find a way to read a lot of books, understand myself, and let my soul Filling up, being a brave lover and accepting love, having the ability to love, and filling up that missing piece of my heart, as far as my current state is concerned, it's not nearly there, but I can feel my progress, which is important. So I'm watching this show and I can feel the force every time Louisa's baby swoops into her arms, the dependence surrounded by the arms, the mum's panting over the baby's head, and the mum The smell of the kitchen on his body, and his fingers gently brushing the child's hair, saying the kind of words that are sitting around for a hot meal on a winter night.
Regarding Louisa, I am very dependent on this role. After the death of my lover, she is the axis of the family. She drives the wheel of life and carries the four children forward full of life. Their lives are missing two important roles, father and husband, which are important figures in family life, meaning food and protection, strength and vision. But Louisa is satisfied with the happiness of the marriage, which gives her the strength to live a happy life with four children, and she is very concerned about whether each child is happy. Therefore, when my mother is there, the home will be found, and the sentence "I'm going home" has confidence. I can't help but think of the mother downstairs with Miaobao. From the warm autumn sun to the now, the wind is bleak. When the cold rain falls, she also takes her children and waits for the kind girl to feed them cat food, and the other kitten just I wasn't so lucky, and I didn't learn to straighten my short legs to run, and I lost the mother cat's body temperature and nutritious milk. The natural connection between the baby and the mother in nature, the mother is the treasure in us.
So, I will often miss the time when I was in elementary school, and I can get together with my family on weekends. This kind of memory is always winter, gray weather, cold wind, goose feather snow, our family huddled in a small kitchen, steaming and eating Mutton soup, at that time my mother made delicious dishes. She would cook very patiently, and my father would always say, why did you cook so delicious! I can hear the wind trying to squeeze in through the cracks of the kitchen door and the glass windows, the whirring sound is still a little sharp, this voice is sandwiched with fragrant meals, and that sensitive childhood, but at that time I was still afraid of my mother All of a sudden, because I did something wrong, I would say stinging words and get angry, and then the rice incense becomes meaningless, and it is necessary to hold back the tears, so a mother like Louisa is a heart to me. On the kitchen warm aftertaste.
Louisa is always beautiful, dressed with warmth, her eyes are always hopeful, her expression is worrying, her lipstick is like eating crimson berries, her back and waist are like a baobab tree, as if she can pick bread, and the bee's waist is superficial here. And when the doctor in the play becomes a mother at an advanced age, this feeling of beauty can also be captured in her, which is the unique charm of being a mother. A young lady I know is a mother of two children in 29 years old. Look at her changes in the past five years. She has become more and more beautiful. She can find her care behind her. She is a teacher, part-time job, and lover. Earn more money and raise children together. Making money is always a troublesome thing, but she is more and more beautiful, because she is loving and saving, so making money has become a happy thing. To reward her, he gave her the charm of roses again. So is Louisa.
Poverty and remember how beautiful the breath of hugs is.
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