What moved me was the love, dignity, grace and open-mindedness of a woman in her domineering destiny.
The prosperous Karen married Kenya. The husband does not love her. She drove the carriage, passed the battlefield filled with artillery fire, and visited her husband on the front line. Seeing his wife who was rushing in the dust, his first words "What are you doing?" After a short gathering, the husband brought her illness. She had to go back to Europe to treat the illness alone. When she recovered, she Never have children. She calmly accepted her husband's divorce request.
She tried her best to let the children of the local aboriginals read books, but the locals didn't even have a piece of land to stand on. What's the use of reading? She knelt down and asked the new chief to leave a piece of land for the indigenous people to live on.
She used all her savings to invest in the coffee plantation. Three years of hard work finally yielded a good harvest, but the fire took everything away.
When she was flourishing, she met her lover, the handsome Dennis. He took her soaring in the blue sky. They were on the plane overlooking the beautiful and fertile African land, and groups of antelopes running on the vast grasslands. With the waterfowl swarming on the sunny lake, she was intoxicated by the beauty and stretched out her arms to him who was sitting in the rear cabin, and their hands were tightly held together high in the sky.
He likes uninhibited solitary, simple and primitive life, he said, I will not love you more because of that piece of paper. You are always saying that your farm, your aboriginal people, they don't belong to anyone, like a lion, they don't belong to anyone in the first place. Does love require any commitment?
When she lost everything, farm, marriage, she was going back to China, he said, I began to understand your world, when I came back, I flew back... He stayed in the blue sky and white clouds forever.
At Dan's funeral, she read a poem "Wisely you leave early, because glory can't stay for anyone, the laurel tree turns green in a flash, but wilts faster than the rose" She said, he does not belong to us, does not belong to me . She returned to Europe alone, taking away only the memories of Africa...
Destiny is absolutely domineering, we can't change it, the precious thing is to accept everything gracefully. Karen, played by Meryl Streep, is unwilling to be plain, elegant, affectionate, does not complain about others, and maintains his dignity. The only time she told a story for Dan, sadly could not go on.
Poetry-like scenery, elegant and smooth music, a touch of nostalgia, sad but not sad, make me feel heartbroken.
Because fate is absolutely domineering, and because death is inevitable, it is better to raise your head gracefully to accept instead of bowing your head.
The following is the poem Karen read at Dan's funeral. This poem reflects her mood at the time. Death young is not necessarily a bad thing. Love is unforgettable because it is short.
Did not find a Chinese translation, tried to translate.
To an Athlete Dying Young
athletes an untimely death
by AE Housman (1859-1936)
at The Time at The Race you Won your Town
We chaired you through at The Market-Place;
Man and Boy Stood Cheering by,
And WE Brought Home you shoulder-high.
That year, you won the game for the township
us through raise your market
ages lined the streets
you triumph in people's shoulders
Day-the To, at The Road Runners Come All,
Shoulder High-WE the bring you Home,
And you the SET AT Down your threshold,
Townsman of A Stiller Town.
Today, people gathered to
carry you on the shoulder you off
lightly let you turn to dust
the town is quiet and solemn your
Smart LAD, SLIP betimes Away to
the From Fields were glory does not stay
And though early at the Laurel Grows
It Withers Quicker Within last at the Rose.
wise you leave early
because the glory of whom remain
Laurel soon green
than withered rose faster
Eyes Shut has at the Shady night
of Can not see the record at the Cut,
And silence Sounds Within last Cheers nO worse
the After Earth has stopped at the Ears:
night curtain down
no longer see the record was broken
the silence is not Would be worse than cheering
You buried deep in the earth
Now by Will not you at The Swell ROUT
Of LADS that Wore Their Honors OUT,
Runners Whom is Renown outran
And at The name at The man died the before.
Now, you will never be defeated
their glory suddenly disappearing
Although later champion of giving birth
when alive names have been forgotten
(So) the SET, the before the ITS Echoes Fade,
at the Fleet of Foot ON Sill at the Shade,
And to the HOLD at the Low Lintel up
at the Still-defended Challenge-Cup.
Taking advantage before glory fade away
quickly Tashangguitu feet
in the door beam hanging is
eternal trophy
And that Early-round laurelled head
by Will Flock to Gaze at the strengthless Dead,
And the Find unwithered the ITS oN Curls
at the Garland briefer Within last a Girl's.
those earlier champions
You will jealously watching
laurel wreath on your hair
will never wither
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