I am grateful for the silence that night, and I know that love is elusive and its mystery is pure and pure.
If Robert and I could really fight, the feeling would disappear;
If I were separated from Richard, what I had created would be gone.
Now I want to be with my family, what would happen if I left home? Can you experience the sweetness of family life?
—Francesca
The summer fields bring a breeze, and in the wind is the familiar smell of Iowa.
Frannie met Kincaid this summer. He drove a pickup truck and came to the countryside with his own camera and film. It is a small town that seems to be isolated from the world, people know each other, help each other, and life is calm and boring.
They went looking for an old covered bridge. In the blazing sun, the wild grass and wildflowers on the fields shimmered with golden light, and the breeze was gentle. Kincaid finished taking the photo and picked a handful of wildflowers to give to Frannie. "What a beautiful flower," she said, with a sly smile in her eyes, "but unfortunately they are poisonous." Kinkaid said, "Are you always so fond of teasing people?"
Perhaps love makes people bloom out of the unknown side of daily life, and the usually dignified and stable Frannie will make teasing jokes, and burst out laughing at the dinner table that she has never had in ordinary days, and her eyes are full of gentleness.
Attraction begins unconsciously. I don't know what to do, but I go deeper. These four unrestrained days gave love room to grow freely, Frannie and Kincaid had dinner, shared the moonlight, beer and evening breeze, talked and laughed in a black bar, they spent a good night together, kissed, hugged, quarreled...
Love blooms as quickly and passionately as a summer flower, and it is certainly moving, as the line says, "Such an exact love, only once in a lifetime", perhaps because flowers have a limited life, their opening is so moving. But if it is not the background of love and not, the charm of this dream may be greatly reduced. Frannie is a housewife who dedicates her life to a family that gives her the exact meaning of life and is like a cage, which can flow for a long time but cannot tolerate enthusiasm and passion. Frannie struggled countless times to follow her loved ones, but in the end she could only cry silently in the kitchen.
Watching the film, I was impatient with the heroine's entanglement and hesitation several times, but I could actually understand Frannie's repeated psychology. She asked Kincaid how to maintain relationships with female companions around the world, calling the relationship routine. What if you're just a lover on a dewy marriage? But I have to bear a sense of guilt and bury this secret deep in my heart for the rest of my life. She was just too uncertain and insecure, so she simply started questioning with a negative guess, lest the other party think that she was pretentious.
This love story has a moving ending, Kinkaid carries the memory of deep love, and after his death, he entrusts a person to bring a letter with their own keepsake in the package. The most comforting thing about this love is that both people have paid a lifetime of guardianship time for this relationship. Although Frannie returns to her family and maintains a normal life day after day, although Kincaid continues her wandering journey, they have not forgotten the relationship and have not even fallen in love with anyone else. This love is maintained in the form of memory until after the death of the two, which is actually a degree of loyalty.
The significance of "The Dream of the Covered Bridge" lies in showing the reality of the marriage world in an abnormal way, both in terms of form and trying to find a balance in the real world.
Marriage is no longer as simple as the love of two people, fading the original passion, everything has become boring, no longer the original Qingqing I I you nong me nong, but related to a family, related to the previous generation and the next generation, means to pay, undertake, responsibility and obligation.
The conflict between sensibility and reason, the struggle between a sense of value and a sense of belonging, the silent waiting for 60 seconds of traffic lights in the rain, everything is so painful...