The heart is a lonely hunter

"The Heart is a Lonely Hunter" is the name of a novel. On the cover of the book, Carson. McCullers's eyes were clear, with a hint of sobriety and sorrow.

As the title suggests, this is a novel about loneliness. About talking and being talked about, about dreams, loneliness and reality. And all of this also points to the same landing point----- heart.

The human heart is a wonderful thing.

It is fragile, sensitive, complex and changeable. Like Van Gogh's starry sky, it is full of swirls of strange shapes, and sometimes it will transform into a beast that even it cannot understand and control.

Not to mention not understanding other people's hearts, sometimes, I even feel that at a certain moment, even my own heart has become so strange and unpredictable.

Sudden outbursts of temper and complaints, the small things that are usually taken for granted can no longer be tolerated, and the blurts out hurtful sentences in the face of intimate people... Ah, these violent heartbeats will always come to disturb the calm, make the mood disorder, let life get out of control.

As for you, I believe you will also encounter the same helpless situation as me: life is like a joke, God's hand is so suddenly blindfolded by wisdom, one day, a certain moment, just like a naïve and naïve child tearing up, no longer dare to be the responsible and responsible mature self.

In this world, it seems that another me suddenly appeared, the calm and mature one I turned my back, leaving only the mindless, naïve and naïve me angry and frustrated in the face of my uncontrollable heart.

Of course, this is a very bad moment, but it often appears in our lives, and most of the situations are still in the good times of ease, and suddenly catch you off guard. Because in times of adversity and difficulties, we will warn ourselves well, remind ourselves, and tie the burden of "maturity" and "responsibility"; and in happiness, in the sweet joy of our lover, or in the steady and peaceful rhythm of life day after day, the violent, low-level self will appear and destroy your life.

Most people will carefully control the other self in this world. But there are also people who suddenly deviate from the trajectory of life, abandon the original quiet family, and even the so-called morality and human feelings, and go in another direction while hurting themselves and their relatives and friends.

Most of them will say that they are lonely, unable to communicate with their loved ones, and that no one can understand their hearts.

Yes, loneliness. This seems to be an eternal proposition about the "heart." Who isn't lonely? Even if he is as close as he is, he can't fully understand you, and even you don't feel that your heart is strange?

The lonely proposition is unsolvable, it is powerful. But it is precisely because of loneliness that our hearts are eager to find love and mate, to find the continuation of family and blood. Yes, the heart, is the lone hunter. It is precisely because of the power of loneliness that the mind has a strong, upward, positive and optimistic mind at the same time, whether it is to fight against this loneliness or to obey this loneliness, our hearts have their own ideas.

Therefore, in this impetuous world that is missing the touch and the soul has been burdened with heavy armor and hard shells, let's restore the "heart" together.

How long have you not been touched? How long have you not settled down? Do you still feel lonely in a crowd? Then, open your hands to find the "heart" that belongs to you again.

"The nights were quiet and there was a warm cedar smell in the air. She didn't want music at all when the music came back. The first movement sounded in her head, exactly as she had just heard on the radio. She listened quietly and slowly, thinking about the notes like solving a geometry problem so that she could remember it. She can clearly see the shapes of the sounds, and she will not forget them."