Author | Fan Deng Reading · Pick up dreams
Anchor | Fan Deng Reading · Children
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Good evening to all book lovers, welcome to the reading column "Encounter" produced by Fan Deng Reading.
Today, I would like to interpret the most famous masterpiece of the Austrian writer Zweig - "Letter from a Strange Woman".
This is the most brilliant novel in the history of literature to depict the psychology of female crush.
The tragedy of the heroine tells us:
Love someone, don't let yourself be humbled to the dust, because no one will love you in the dust.
"I love you, it has nothing to do with you. Even the endless thoughts of the night belong only to me and will not be carried over to tomorrow, and perhaps it can only exist in the darkness. ”
It is a poem written by the German poetess Kasenka Zetz.
This sad feeling of "loving only one person in a lonely life" in the poem is vividly reflected in Zweig's "Letter from a Strange Woman".
That strange woman, at the last moment of her life, with her lifelong infatuation, wrote a long and poignant and emotional letter to her sweetheart.
She expressed her admiration, but also spoke of the sadness of her life.
Love should be the joy of consensuality, but from this woman, only the self-touching obsession of "I love you, it has nothing to do with you" is seen.
In a relationship, loving yourself is the prerequisite.
A person who does not know how to love himself will never have the right to happiness.
Love someone again, and you can't be too humble
As the saying goes, "It is enough to love a lover for three points, and the remaining seven points are used to love oneself." ”
But in "Letter from a Strange Woman", the heroine has not done it in her life.
She has lived in the slum since she was a child, because she lacks the love of her father, and she is surrounded by a group of ugly and cruel people, so her heart has always longed for true love.
Her longing was satisfied at the age of 13.
That year, the writer moved into her yard. The writer is handsome, elegant in conversation, kind and kind, and she is immediately attracted.
Although the young man did not know the taste, her eyes began to silently follow him.
She would secretly watch the writer's every move, and she would also touch the doorknob that the writer had touched, and the girl's heart would be fully understood.
But the writer is a debauchery man, who sings night and brings different women home.
At that moment, although she was in pain, she still secretly looked forward to it.
She had a true heart and never dared to ask for anything.
I only hope that the writer will notice her for a moment and find that there is still such a small existence in this vast world.
Unfortunately, in those years, writers never paid attention to her.
Although the two later had some overlap, it was only a passing cloud for the writer.
Even in the end, when she wrote a letter to the writer with all her affection on her deathbed, the writer's impression of her was still vague, and she could not remember which of the many warblers and swallows she was.
It's pathetic.
In a relationship, it's not wrong to give seriously.
But if it is the wrong person, don't love too much, otherwise it will only be exchanged for a disaster.
If love is too full, it will put itself very low, but love that is low to the dust will never blossom.
A good relationship is never a matter of one person.
The falling flowers are intentional, the flowing water also needs to be sentient, and the love of the two loves is necessary to persist.
As Shu Ting wrote in "To the Oak Tree":
We share the cold waves, the wind and thunder, and the thunderbolts; we share the mist, the streams, and the rainbows.
It is as if they are separated forever, but they are dependent on each other for life.
This is the highest form of love.
If you encounter only a person who plays a trick on the spot, stopping the loss in time is the best protection for yourself.
If you love someone again, you can't have no bottom line
Looking back at the woman's life, I always feel that it is a life full of tragedies.
When she was very young, her father died and her mother later remarried.
Fortunately, the stepfather's conditions are good, and she is not thin, and she gradually feels the warmth brought by the family.
She could have lived in such a comfortable environment, but she still couldn't help but miss her days in the slums.
It's not so much about the slums as it is about the year I met the writer at the age of 13. The writer became obsessed with her.
Finally, she made a bold decision.
She decided that one day after she was 18 years old, she would give up her superior living environment and run back to the writer's city desperately.
He then stayed at a relative's house and supported himself by working in a garment factory.
Working during the day, after work at night, she ran to the alley where the writer lived and waited silently.
Finally, the writer noticed her, and she was overjoyed.
She thought she would be an exception to writers, but she didn't expect that writers would still be dead.
The writer promised her that he would go to her when he returned from a business trip, but the writer never heard from her again.
Once again, she was left behind.
But by this time, she was pregnant with the writer's child.
Cowardly and humble, she did not dare to embarrass the writer, and decided to secretly give birth to a child and raise it alone.
She had suffered all the humiliation, but she still had no regrets when she mentioned all this.
Mourn their misfortunes, and anger them.
People who have no principles and bottom lines in love are pathetic, and those who are willing to be invited to come and go have long since personally ruined the possibility of their own happiness.
The writer Vopena wrote:
"I long to see you, but I won't ask to see you, not because of pride, because only if you want to see me, that makes sense."
Love a person again, you can't throw away your self-esteem, lose your bottom line, and love that is humble to the dust is not worth nostalgia.
To love someone again, you must first learn to love yourself
If you think about it, that woman actually had two chances to change her destiny.
Unfortunately, she missed it all.
Once, after her mother remarried, she was actually out of the original dilapidated environment at that time, and there were many excellent men around her to pursue.
But she was obsessed with writers, knowing that writers were frivolous, but she was still obsessed with this and refused to turn back.
If she can let go of her inner obsession and accept a new life, perhaps she will have a bright future.
But there is never a if in life, and what is lost cannot be returned.
From the moment she refused to reconcile with that "love but not" period, she was already doomed to this tragic life.
A person who does not know how to love himself is even less worthy of the love of others.
Another time was after the woman met the widower.
Widower was actually very fond of her and the child and offered to take care of her children together, but the woman refused.
She was still waiting for the writer to turn back, so much so that after reuniting with the writer at a dance, she was desperate to throw herself into the arms of the writer.
She thought there would be an accident, but she didn't expect it to be a nightmare.
The writer disrespected her, gave her a few bills, and sent her away.
The woman was beaten back to her original form and continued to be alone.
When the child is sick, she has no money to heal; she herself is sick and there is nothing she can do.
At the end of the story, she lived this life miserably.
Carnegie said: "There needs a balance between people, just as nature needs balance. ”
This is true of all things in the world, especially the feelings between people.
Relationships that are out of balance will not last long, and people who do not know how to love themselves will naturally not be favored.
The woman's life was tragic, but she told us one thing with practical actions: don't love too much, because things are the opposite.
Love is the icing on the cake, it is good to have you, without you, I will not be bad alone.
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Author | Picking up dreams, after 70, finally began to live as he wanted.
Column Director | Come slowly
Typography | Zheng to the north
Image | The pictures in this article come from the stills of "A Letter from a Strange Woman", screenshots, invasion and deletion
Music | Lin Hai's Pipa Language