There has always been an idea that we want to maintain correspondence with someone, and in real life, we don't know each other, but in the correspondence we know each other, he can be a boy or a girl, as long as they can talk.
We talk about the past and the present, we can be sunny and white, we can also go down to the Riba people, we can share the small joys in each other's lives, we can also bear each other's complaints, we carefully write every letter full of true feelings, patiently wait for the return of the distant geese, every day there are expectations, the important thing is that we are no longer lonely with each other, knowing that there is such a person in the world who understands us and understands us.
Of course, you may think I'm being too idealistic, even unrealistic fantasies, and I think so.
In today's society, everyone is busy working, busy making money, busy buying a house and a car, busy finding a partner without an object, having an object being burned by dating and meetings, and even three meals a day are OK, not to mention writing letters, even text messages are too lazy to reply.
Before seeing a small partner on Douban every day to record his life, late to work, scolded by the boss, overtime, eating a big meal, everything will punch the card record, thinking about how boring a person, but look down carefully, found that she is a very full life of the girl.
Go to work when it's time to work, work overtime when it's time to work, go out to play when it's time to go out, stay quiet and read a book, or play with a group of people. But I don't know why, seeing her records every day, I feel a little sad, if someone shares all this with her, why soak on this Rausch watercress.
I don't know if you sometimes have like me, when you want to talk to someone, turn the address book over and over again, don't know who to call, this has a boyfriend, may be on a date, this recent work is more nervous, or do not bother, that should be fine, carefully send a message past, wait for half a day and no one returns, and when she finally responds, you don't want to say anything, feel as if there is no need to say, just want to find a person to talk to at some point.
In order to avoid the recurrence of such a situation, I generally try to keep myself busy as much as possible, read and write after work, learn some knowledge that is beneficial to work, and enrich my spare time, and today's article is to communicate with another self in the form of words after watching "84 Charing Cross Street".
The reason why "84 Charing Cross Street" is world-renowned and is regarded as the "holy code" of book lovers is not only that she has promoted a foreign friendship, but also that it has brought people closer to the bookstore, which is not only the book relationship between Helen and Frank, but also the love affair between Marx and Cohen Bookstore and book lovers around the world. To this day, a large number of people still go to 84 Charing Cross Street, like pilgrims, just to feel the warmth of the past.
Helen is a playwright living in the United States, because she can't always buy the books she wants to buy, but turned to this small bookstore in the United Kingdom, she did not expect to meet a like-minded Frank in the process of asking for books and sending books, as well as a large number of lovely bookstore clerks, and even Frank's wife and neighbors, Helen won everyone's love with her warm and helpful true temperament.
Helene's enthusiasm is like fire in stark contrast to Frank's gentleman's "reservedness", and in correspondence Helen often reveals her free and casual nature, "Spring is getting stronger, I want to read some love poems." Don't send me Keats or Shelley! I want that kind of affectionate not spitting. Wyatt or Jonson or whoever, what to send to me, you have to do some of your own brain! Dissatisfied with Frank and the bookstore, she also bluntly said "I had a good time waiting for these books to accompany me through Lent, and you didn't even send a shadow", and the unanimous opinion of the people in the bookstore for Helen was "a young, cultured and fashionable person" while she herself said that she was "as fashionable as a beggar on Broadway".
Unfortunately, in the 20 years from 1949 to 1969, Helen never set foot in her beloved bookstore and did not meet Frank, the only one who knew her, and the spiritual relationship between this lifelong unmarried woman and this husband with a wife was above love, although they had never seen it, never said love, and had always been "well-behaved", but his wife said, "Don't tell you, I have always been jealous of you, because Frank loved to read your letters so much during his lifetime, and you two seem to have a lot in common." ”
A British novelist said that "the population research report can print all kinds of statistics, calculate the population of the city, and thus describe a city, but for everyone in the city, a city is just a combination of several laneways and several houses, without which a city is like a fall, leaving only sad memories." After Frank's death, the bookstore that haunted Helen's soul also disappeared, and the old people were no longer there, and this bookstore, this street, was no different from other bookstores.
For us, 84 Charing Cross Street carries the memory of an era, it bears witness to the friendship between Helen and Frank, it is not only a landmark, but also the love and nostalgia they have piled up with letters.
If one day I happen to pass by 84 Charing Cross Street, I will definitely give a kiss to Helian.