France is rich in famous wines and romantic aristocrats, but also rich in hyacinths that roam the mountains and wilds.
The clusters of flowers embracing each other have a French style of enthusiasm, unrestrained, romantic, but also with some stubbornness and uninhibited arrogance. Its flowers are rich in color, red and purple, and when they bloom, they bloom in clusters, and the city is full of dazzling eyes. The little children bouncing around the sidewalk with their school bags huddled sideways among the large patches of flowers, occasionally bending down to fold a heavy piece of fruit, sniffing under their noses, and running away excitedly as if they had just stolen a large mouthful of Grandpa's old wine.
In the hand, there is a bouquet of incense, a bouquet of solid happiness.
Hyacinth personality is jaw-dropping. Seemingly fresh and gentle, easy-going and lively, but secretly hiding a competitive stubbornness, so hyacinth is also called "stonemason's flower", it is extremely resolute and stubborn in its own unique way of life and life intentions, or there is a suspicion of being rigid, but it has a self-conscious decision. Whether it is the attitude of survival or the concept of love, they are brave and desperate.
Well. Hana Nobuko is unique. It's like Sagan.
Sagan's full name was Françoise Sagan, and in those years, people used to call her "charming little devil." Think about how cute a girl called "Little Devil" should be.
It is this lovely devil who has become famous in the world at the age of 18. In June 1953, the little Sagan who failed the middle school exam said to his classmates who were also idle, "Starting tomorrow, I will write a book, and then I will make a lot of money with this book, and then I will go buy an eight-cylinder snow leopard and use it to take me to 170 miles." ”
In the unbelievable eyes of her classmates, she began with confidence, and seven weeks later, "Hello, Sorrow" became popular.
The book made Sagan the most famous and young best-selling female author in France, and "Hello, Sorrow" has been called the female version of "The Troubles of Young Werther". The heroine of the book, the 17-year-old girl Cecil, reflects the rebelliousness and willfulness of Sagan, and like the author of the book, she shouts an open and eclectic attitude towards life, refusing to stay in the spiritual world of the previous generation, thus becoming the endorsement of the young people of the entire world in that era. Hello, Sorrow became a sample of the Post-World War II "rebellious youth mindset," a story about youth, love, deviantness, and lonely groaning Cecil that was translated into 22 languages and had a staggering 5 million copies.
It's really a matter of counting money to the point of being soft. The little girl, who was less than twenty years old, was so stunned that she even called her father in confusion. "What should I do, I suddenly found out that I was a rich man. Money seems to be a burden. ”
Father told her that at your age, money is not an essential good thing, and you should spend it immediately.
That's what she did. Of course, before squandering, she bought an eight-cylinder snow leopard convertible according to her original wishes.
Wow, in those seasons, hyacinths were trying to open up the whole world as far as the eye could see, and the red was as intense as fire, white and white as pure and fresh, and seemed to suffer from ADHD like the little devil named Sagan. In the bloom of the overwhelming hyacinths, Sagan went barefoot and topped with a short golden hair, and slammed the snow leopard car's throttle to the end. Oh, and one detail must be mentioned: when driving, she likes to smoke camel brand cigarettes.
The pleasure of writing made her a habit of combining words, and she had enough paper and pen in the trunk of that snow leopard car that whenever she thought about it, even on the highway, she would brake immediately and then lie down on the hood to write a book. She drove the snow leopard all the way across France, doing nothing but writing and spending money, but the words that would lay golden eggs made her profligacy an unfinished task. "Some Kind of Smile", "A Month Later, A Year Later", "Do You Like Brahms", "Crazy", as long as it is a book signed by Sagan, it will be robbed by the wind, it is difficult for her to be famous, and she can only blame the money and glory of the moth to the fire. Those words Sagan are as beautiful and outstanding as the personality with a sense of excitement and vitality of the deviant judgment.
In addition to writing, she raced horses with the nobles, rode with street thugs, drank heavily, and sat on the beach watching the sunset, crazy and quiet.
However, Sagan is still the wild child who likes to smoke and likes to wear jeans, even if she is summoned by President Mitterrand, she still wears slippers and smokes her camel brand cigarettes, and when she writes, even if the president arrives, she will eat closed door soup, which has caused President Mitterrand to be hungry in her living room many times. She even unceremoniously told Mitterrand that she wanted to smoke a special Camel brand cigarette with Sagan's name on it. Curiously, the president of France immediately and unconditionally obeyed the order, and three days later the cigarette she smoked was printed with the head and name of the little devil.
"I turned myself into smoke, blooming and withering in my own way." Sagan had a T-shirt embroidered with hyacinth motifs, which she later wrote in black pen next to hyacinths, and then framed the T-shirt and hung it on the wall.
The hyacinth on the placket obediently stuck to the wall, never withered again.
Her book says, "People have only one in a thousand chances of getting a happy marriage." And the author himself, in the end, mistakenly sided with the majority.
She is willful, arbitrary, passionate and high-profile living, with stubborn domineering, she has successfully dissolved her marriage again and again, flash marriage, flash divorce, remarriage and divorce, and so on. The hyacinth is so open, from the very top, layer by layer, withering one layer, then opening another layer, until, although withered but not faded petals plumply clustered together, surrounded by clusters, one opening is a cluster, like a burning torch, lasting and warm. Hyacinths have hard bones that are not withered, and those atrophied flowers never leave the branches, and if they want to bloom again, they need to cut off the flowers that were dying before. The Hyacinth also represents the love of rebirth. Let go of the sadness and sadness of the past and start a new love again.
In her first marriage, she married a publisher twenty years her senior, and three months later, she married for the second time, and three years later, she left herself alone, leaving only one son to his ex-husband.
Once again, hyacinths are in bloom season. In 1980, she published a courtship letter to the famous scholar and philosopher Sartre in the newspaper. "The hyacinth is open again, and in the fragrance of my eyes, I see only your shadow." Dear sir, when I call you dear, I think of the childish interpretation of the word in the British Dictionary..."
The little devil who was flying and fluttering is gone, replaced by the warm style of a mature and beautiful woman. The philosopher, Sartre, was 73 years old at the time and was blind and had limited mobility.
Sagan went downstairs to pick him up from Sartre, took him downstairs, and then dragged him to the beach, telling Sartre, who had long since lost sight of the beautiful world, how magnificent the sea was in this season, how charming the hyacinths of this season were, and they went to chat in the café on the corner, and put on a nickname coat and a hat for him; in the windy winter, she would carefully tuck his collar for him.
More often than not, she fastened his seat belt and drove the car to a speed fast enough to scream. Forgot to say that Sagan's cars, all convertible, would whisper softly before stepping on the accelerator:
"Honey, pull your hat tight like you're holding me."
A year later, Sartre died. In Sagan's prayer, there is a situation: "The travelers who meet on the platform, talk to each other deeply and shallowly, and after saying goodbye, I don't know if they will meet in this life..."
It takes courage to love if you want to love, to be free and unbridled; to love and live in your own way requires domineering. Sagan was an outlier and a hero, she had flipped over at a speed of nearly two hundred miles and almost lost her life; for five consecutive summers, she had gathered dozens of people to rent luxury yachts for a vacation, and she was responsible for all the expenses; he drank the most expensive wine, wore a limited edition luxury dress, and really spent money like water; she was happy and crazy, she was once worth tens of millions, but in her old age she was in debt. The debt repayment agreement she signed stated that she would use her future royalties to pay off the debt until 2013, that is, until 2013, she would have to write a book desperately, but she would not get a penny.
At the age of 60, she was arrested for cocaine smoking, and a year's imprisonment made the old woman more and more insistent, at the age of 65, she also had a speed record of more than 173 miles per hour seventeen times a year, and at the age of 67, sagan, who was already in debt, was sentenced to another year for tax evasion. Sagan, a lifelong lover of words, signed the verdict meticulously, and after the verdict was pronounced, the judge asked her if she had anything to defend herself? She shook her head, as if she were saying something that had nothing to do with herself:
"I have the power to destroy myself in the way I like."
Although I have smoked a special cigarette all my life, the nicotine in cigarettes is still not ambiguous at all. In 2004, although the 69-year-old Sagan still maintained a competitive heart, she could not live up to the full age, and the respiratory failure caused by the sudden infection caused by tuberculosis still took away her happiness and life.
A strange bunch of wild and wayward hyacinths finally withered.
Hyacinth lived as brightly and elegantly as once, with an indignant poetry and melancholy, extremely alternative and extremely concise at an age when it was not yet time to bloom. She had been crazy all her life, her blood was overly obsessed with alcohol and cocaine, and her veins were filled with speed and passion. This woman who drove a fast car, drank famous wine, and lived in a mansion was dangerous and maverick for a long time. At the age of 7, her father, who was also greedy for speed, taught her to drive; at the age of thirteen, she drank a whole bottle of whiskey. At that time, the mansion was piled with all kinds of famous wines like chopping wood, and when she died, there was wine in the family but there was no wine in her heart, she had soaked in the wine table for several days in a row, and the age of Hua Jia had been imprisoned many times, and she did not eat the wine for a lifetime.
She sees her reputation very well, "Nobody cares about my work, they pay more attention to my life." And in her early epitaph, she said, "In 1954, I became known to the world with a light and ingenious pamphlet, "Hello, Sorrow," and after a pleasant and indulgent life and a series of seemingly solemn works, her disappearance was just a big lie and scandal for herself." ”
The arrogant and fragrant hyacinth is still light and ingenious, still seems solemn, still, in the appearance of a season of lies and scandals, freely and proudly occupying the scenery of the world.
It is used to being imitated, but it really has never been surpassed. Because, it is called hyacinth, and on its full bouquet, four words are written:
Hello, sorrow.
Francoise Sagan (1935–2004) was a well-known French writer of talent. In 1954, at the age of eighteen, she wrote the novel "Hello, Sorrow", which won the "Critics' Award" in France that year. The novel about youth, love, and loneliness was translated into twenty-two languages within five years, sold five million copies worldwide, and was adapted into a film that became a sensational cultural event and publishing phenomenon.