The Russian Patient

I read it in 18 years. Four years later, I learned Russian, read all the Russian and Soviet literature I could find, and planned to go to St. Petersburg to study. This novel made me realize that a mediocre life is not worth living, and life without passion is death.

I am not ashamed to say that this article is the enlightenment of Russian romantic literature for me. I had to hold back my yawns when I read Toonto's tome and I only had a partial understanding of it. But since I watched Liaosha and the others singing about the land and ideals of Russia under the moonlight, it seemed that I had connected with the world. I spent all my time reading those dusty masterpieces, and also bought a collection of Pushkin's poems. The Russians are indeed tragic in their bones. They seem to be able to sublimate death to an ancient height. It was a barbaric era without comfortable and wealthy castles, and an era when heroic epics were passed down orally among people.

WwwI burst into tears when I saw the sentence "You prove my existence". In a gray and turbulent world, two people gradually cannot distinguish between love and hate, and finally treat each other honestly, and go to death together. The forced reconciliation is inexplicably in line with the Maozi's view of love. Life is immortal, truth lasts, and only death can tolerate everything and heal all suffering. The positions and characters of the two of them should be destined to be destroyed, whether they choose faith or love, so choosing freedom and soul is a better ending. I want to take a good look at the author's writing style. It's so amazing. Between the lines, I can smell the clear spring water of the Neva River and fruit wine, and the smell of freeze-dried firewood and bread in the snowy wooden house in Solovitz. It feels like reading Russian poetry qwq

Free souls go to death together and are released. This ending is also the ideal ending in my heart. It is from my perspective. Faith and love are well explained.

Good articles should be rewarded! Although I don't know the two archetypal characters, to be precise, I know nothing about them, but the intertwined feeling of ideal love, responsibility and sacrifice is really beautiful... Instead of living an ordinary, peaceful life, because that will kill their hearts, live a rebellious, bold, free and passionate life, letting blood splash on the snow.

Solovets won't see the sun, but the rest of Russia will.

I have been a loyal believer of this article since I read it. I really like it so much that I have only met one liker after pushing it everywhere for so long. . . When I got excited, I went crazy and watched it again from beginning to end, and then my soul was shattered by this powerful tragedy.

I still feel very emotional when I revisit it after so many years. Ah, I really feel... Disappointed.

After reading it for the second time, it still touched me very much, especially the section "We live for these heartbeats". Speaking of which, I have always been a well-behaved person. Suddenly last year, I felt deeply despaired at the thought that I still had to spend half of my life like this. I finally chose to leave, hoping that I could make my parents live a good life.

Although it was uncomfortable, my defense was not broken. I completely resonated. I knew that there was a warm nest behind me. When I flew towards my fire, it would turn into ashes with me, but I would not stop.