[□□] Before Sunrise

Use the short review you wrote before to remind you of the extra chapter? I only write about the dual endings. There are so many details in the text and I can't remember that point completely. I'll try next time. It won't be too late for me to review and write the extras when they are updated. I owe you a short review--Before Sunrise Shaoguang's BE score ending is not like the common fatality like a knife. It feels more like the morning fog dissipating, loneliness and loss, as if nothing has been grasped, silent regret and ending. I seemed to be walking before sunrise, through the long morning mist of the Geneva woods, looking back and seeing a cemetery in the rain, the last look of the rose, and the final chapter of a long epic. "She once came to earth with an olive branch." After ten long years of waiting, Sylvia met her long-lost lover on an accidental outing. At that time, she was across the street from him, but it was enough to remind her of many things, enough to make her follow one confirmed guess among many thoughts, and finally pointed to a conclusion: He is alive, but they cannot recognize each other. [Separated by this narrow road, it feels like half a lifetime has passed. She didn't know whether her rash step forward would bring suspicion or danger to Stilitz. To him, a Nazi would bring a lot of unimaginable trouble to a princess. They had a frank love, so they would only be more cautious and caring about each other. Even after World War II, they were still stuck in the darkness before sunrise. I think that Sylvia, who came to this conclusion, cannot fully accept the choice her lover made for her, even if it may indeed be the best and most rational one. But she couldn't let go of the past. So she chose to exit quietly at a night banquet amidst the laughter of family and friends. When the handwritten score that had been treasured for ten years was ignited, and the flames burned memories and vitality, what was she thinking at that time? She must be dreaming. In her dream, she would say goodbye to her lover, and express the love she had never had the chance to express during the war years. And the death knell woke up her dream, his dream. It also made him shed tears in the morning light. Dawn. Light rain. Rose. Spouse. Each seems to be a word with a good meaning. And connected together, Stilitz went to see her for the last time and presented a bouquet of delicate and beautiful roses in front of the tombstone where the angel looked at her with compassion. But what surprised me the most was. The HE ending is actually cuter than the BE ending. Perhaps it's because she briefly recounted the good times after Sylvia and Stilitz reunited in a way that resembles a historical event. She stopped her fast-paced brushstrokes in a certain spring when magnolias were in full bloom. "Beautiful spring. Too bad it's a bit cold." Her departure was unexpected. [He touched Sylvia's smiling face, closed his eyes, and seemed to be sighing. No crying, no wailing, no tears. But it seemed like a sigh made my heart break. It was too light, it was obviously death, it was obviously parting, but there was only a sigh, but it condensed all the ups and downs that I wanted to tell for half my life. No crying, no wailing, no tears. It's all nostalgia, all regret, all sadness. This pair of miserable people, after experiencing that destructive era, could not have a longer reunion. In such a cool early spring, when magnolias bloomed like snow, Sylvia finally left. Before sunrise... Before spring warms up. They seem to be unable to wait for a better ending and a more promising future. The article states that Stilitz later left people's sight, and few people could tell his whereabouts. All his life, he was alone. He seemed to have experienced a troubled world, and then left the scene alone after accompanying his lover for the final stability; and it seemed as if a man had returned to the track of his lonely faith. I think this is the charm of Shao Guang's writing style. Her tragedy is not strong, but the reunion also leads to sadness. Everything is light, whether sad or happy. But this is also the norm in history. In the vast history, personal sorrows and joys are ordinary, just a few words on paper. Shao Guang is indeed worthy of being a historical figure. You don't think she is writing about romance, after all, that is not her theme, or rather, not entirely. She wrote about World War II, the era, war and troubled times, ideals and tragedies, faith and greatness. She has made it very obvious. No matter which branch ends, the ending is always the same. [However, to this day, world peace has not yet been achieved. She used this to pay tribute to those who walked alone and stood firm for their ideals and beliefs. PS: I was a little moved when I saw the illustration of the cemetery rose. I reviewed the two endings and thought about them one by one, so it was unorganized. Mainly... A lot of the previous article is a bit blurry, so I can only write a short and long review that is not complete and profound. Waiting and waiting, I will always revisit it again.

I came across this article by chance after seeing a recommendation, and couldn't help but stay up late to read it. I couldn't help but shed tears as I watched. In the context of the times, even a person with some status and talent like the heroine is so helpless that she becomes deeper and deeper in the whirlpool, extremely powerless, but unable to see a bright way forward. Even in the BE ending, the author gave the male protagonist a happy death. In fact, no matter whether the male protagonist returns to China in the end, the ending will only be more cruel. The author has revealed to us some details that are not usually paid attention to, some anti-human but ironic things that really happened in the war. The madness of the war is enough to cover the eyes of most people, everyone is swept away by the torrent, and the hatred will never end. And this is even just a very small part of it, a microcosm, which is already the result of the author's gentle treatment. In such an era, love and trust are just the most insignificant parts. They are extremely luxurious things, but they shine faintly in such dangerous situations in such times.

It is one of the most rigorously researched World War II novels I have ever read. Compared with other World War II novels that serve romance between male and female protagonists, this one really makes people feel the weight of the background of that era. The teacher has hidden a lot of historical gags (memoirs and Spring Seventeen series of novels, curious (greedy) teacher's book list), and I am very satisfied with reading them. I have read it many times and it is my favorite World War II text. Just complaining, it may be because my he standard is very low, I feel that both endings are he... Especially when compared with the original ending of Teacher Semyonov's Banner Captain... Silvia and Stilitz, the last time they saw each other was across a small road, half a life apart, the iron curtain of the Cold War and the insurmountable historical ravine. The obscure, turbulent and restrained emotions really pricked me. Captain, as a spy you absolutely need love (sentiment) I hope they can have a fairy tale life in another world (so greedy for the extra story!) (Praise the teacher!)

Suddenly a sentence came to mind: Nobility is the epitaph of the noble. The characters of Sia, Stilitz and Heinrich contain too many factors for premature death. They must die unless they can accept their fall. Each of them was an idealist, and the twentieth century was a time of high mortality among idealists. From the beginning, this article is shrouded in a faint sense of tragedy. When I read the article, I had very mixed feelings. On the one hand, I felt that it would be difficult to make a good story without them dying, but on the other hand, I couldn't bear to see them die. The love between Shia and Stilitz is not the most touching. What is touching is that two similar people warm each other in troubled times. Stilitz's charm, his calmness, restraint, forbearance, silence, his faith and perseverance, his loneliness and greatness, would seem tasteless without this layer of historical background. His charm stems from his tragedy. Sylvia, on the other hand, seemed to be witnessing the process of a pure person being slowly destroyed. In troubled times, only despicability can protect oneself, not talent.

How should I put it? It's been a long time since I read a World War II novel so seriously, because no matter how well written most World War II novels are, they can't escape the same pattern, with a male protagonist and a female protagonist who are a little naive. For those who know a little bit about that period of history, this may be a bit surprising. I like 1938 very much, and I also like Before Sunrise, and there are several other excellent World War II novels. They all have a common feature: when reading the novel, it makes people go back to that time and sympathize with that experience. I can't write any profound words, nor do I have any profound thoughts. These words are very simple, but I feel that good writing can always make people who read it feel the same, and this article is it.

This article is truly amazing... The language is so beautiful that it could be used as a model essay in a textbook. If I hadn't seen this book on Green River, I would have thought it was a Western masterpiece. Both endings are also amazing, and HEBE has a full sense of fate. There is nothing to say about the characterization. Even though it has been two years since I first read this book, I still like Sia very, very much. She is the one I admire the most among all the heroines in online novels. All in all, there are two words: seal! God!

I like it so much, not ooc. The author feels that he has done a lot of homework on his understanding of Europe and the world structure. What attracted me most was not only the relationship between the male and female protagonists, but also the description of the daily life of people during that war era. It was a different look from the World War II in our minds. There was wartime through Pengzhan, but the impact was very small. The war on the front line was just a bargaining chip in the hands of politicians, and life in the hinterland continued to be normal. Perhaps these can also explain why Europe and the United States are willing to participate in the war. Different experiences shape our different perspectives on the world, which is very interesting.

I would like to praise the author's six great works. He allowed me to see the real shadow of him in history. The heroine is to the six chapters in the text, a bit like Irene Adler is to Sherlock Holmes He is an outstanding conspirator, he is shrewd and self-interested, he has exhausted all his agencies, and he has nothing. As a man who understands human nature, during the day-to-day calculations in the Security Bureau, will there ever be a moment when he longs for the trust and pure affection of others? I think he may have been sincere, but he loved himself more. He is a very smart and lonely person (whose real name is specifically used to comment on his wife)

"The water is full of water, and the pulse is speechless." Sia and Stilitz looked at each other across the street, looking at their lover right in front of them, but the shadow of the era and the cold iron curtain separated them. Xia is really too smart, but Guo Hui Yi Yao always sees things very clearly. She can clearly feel her own pain and understand why she is in pain. She is an idealist with a compassionate heart. She is sad, sad for herself and for the people who have been hurt by the war. She strives for world peace, but she is too small. She is unwilling to give up her conscience and always sticks to her kind, sincere and brave nature. Therefore, her ending is that she is slowly destroyed by the times. She is consciously suffering but powerless against an ideological dispute that divides the world. I sometimes often wonder, on the premise of ignoring the laws of historical development, if there had not been the pain of World War I and the penetration of fascism, would Schulenburg still be the young man who tried to find a way out in the turmoil of the RSHA, but ultimately died prematurely? Or will he become a well-known lawyer and be able to maintain good health and live out his life peacefully? And Mueller, will he no longer be the Gestapo leader who acted decisively and sinisterly and suffered a lot of bloodshed, but become an experienced old policeman who complained in German with a Bavarian accent after retirement? It's a pity that there is no historical if. The torrent of the times carries people with them, but it is also all kinds of people who make history. History is written not only by politicians standing in front of maps and pointing out the country, but also by soldiers fighting on the battlefield, farmers cultivating the fields, businessmen commuting in shopping malls, workers working on construction sites, students studying at desks, and even you and me in front of the screen. I think it can be said that everyone is overwhelmed by the history they have inadvertently created. The love tragedy of Shia and Stilitz is a product of the times. There is nothing to do but sigh.

Suddenly I thought, if Stilitz knew that his motherland was torn apart and was still involved in a war, would it be more uncomfortable for his faith to collapse, or would he continue to hold on like he did?