leave In that memory, only Meg's flowing black hair, Jo's flying blonde hair, beautiful curly hair tied back by Beth in a blue skirt, and the two little pulls of Amy in a green skirt, are actually left in the movie. Was faintly awakened-the life and death of his father in the battle is uncertain, the childhood sweetheart Laurie next door, Amy burned Jo's manuscript, Jo sold his hair, Beth was sick, Jo refused Laurie's proposal...
At the end of the story, after Beth passed away, Jo was sorting things When I discovered the bits and pieces of their past, I finally decided to write a novel about the life experiences of the four sisters. To be honest, when I was a child, I don’t know whether it was because I rejected the sad memory or the cartoon did not come to an end. There is no impression in the half part-Meg married Laurie's tutor and gave birth to twins, Jo met a German Professor who understood and supported her creation, Beth died of illness, Laurie finally married Amy who grew up-luckily I forgot, because I know very well that I, who was full of Happily ever after, would definitely reject such an ending: too much sadness, too much reality, too much unexpected...
the likes and dislikes of childhood are simple, and liking Beth may only It's because of her kindness and gentleness, good piano and the same quiet blue skirt, and she doesn't like Amy just because of her little temperament. At that time, she didn't like Jo very much, because she often dominated Laurie and too. Too arrogant.
And Laurie, ah, Laurie that I loved when I was a kid. Laurie, who pulled Meg back from the prom, also pulled back Meg's true self. After being rejected by the childhood sweetheart Jo, the depraved Laurie, the most sweetly promised to Amy. Laurie, who made the promise of "kiss her before she die". So, I don’t ask if you really fell in love with Amy in the end, do you see if there is no ripple in Jo’s heart, I believe what you said to Amy: You are already determined Sooner or later, I will become a member of this March family. Your destiny has been doomed since you met these four sisters.
Today, more than ten years later, I find that I can never go back to those days when I talked about my likes and dislikes. The images slid through my mind one by one-when I was a kid, I might have hoped that I was a gentle and virtuous but brave and strong elder sister Meg, and perhaps even more hoped that I was an ice and snow clever piano lady Beth, and even at a certain stage I might hope that I would become Amy, who grew up elegantly and realistically, didn’t expect that she might be like the one she didn’t expect—
Jo. Well, suppose I’m Jo.
I would also reject Laurie’s marriage proposal, because I know me. His ideal is not to marry a handsome man, to drive a luxurious carriage to explore Europe, to pursue the things as a dispensable pastime, to be a carefree lady even if the object is a childhood sweetheart , The prospect is the place I want to go to in my dreams, that doesn’t work, it’s really not work.
Because I’m not a good girl who stays at home quietly, I want to be elegant and can’t be elegant, so everyone forgave me, and I forgave me. Myself. It’s okay, I can enjoy playing the male role in the family play, I can also sell my hair to make money for my mother’s travel expenses and pretend not to mind with the ugly short hair, I can always be energetic, not depressed, always Not reconciled to loneliness, I will not give up. When I am sad, I will cry it dimly and never stop; when I am happy, I will laugh until the tears burst out and I can't breathe. I still want to continue to laugh.
I know my significant other, he may not be young, rich, or handsome, but he must understand my dreams and support my pursuit. When I doubt myself, he will encourage you to say that you are actually talented. When catering to others and writing is not what I want to write, he will give me a blow. I want him to listen to me carefully, and sometimes be proud of me. Of course I hope he can understand my past and me like Laurie Sharing memories, but I hope he can support the future together with me, even if the shelter is just a hayloft, as long as there are our dreams here, I will feel safe.
This domineering me, and It’s not necessarily the sad ending: I don’t want to be like Barbra Streisand in The way we were, walking towards Robert Rayford with tousled hair in relief, and touching his face "Hubell, your girl is lovely". I don’t I will wait until the day I touch someone’s face. I must not have regrets. The happiness I want, no matter where it is, I will definitely try my best to find it out, or I will never give up.
Look, I want to say me I have found it, who would say no?
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