
Bury That Deer
埋葬那只鹿
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 5k Words
- Genre
- Danmei (BL)
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 4y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Synopsis
1Chapters
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First of all, I think I have received what the author wants to express. It is also possible that the author is simply expressing a story, but it doesn't matter. I read the story seriously and thought about it carefully. I think this process is the sublimation of the story. First of all, I think the character Lu Lu is an extremely tolerant character. He loves Feng Yu and loves him very seriously. He may love Feng Yu more than himself. He tolerates Feng Yu's various evil deeds and negative emotions. In particular, the author uses narration for comparison. In this process, Lu Lu's love for Feng Yu will be expressed more thoroughly, but in fact, to a certain extent, this is also a kind of morbid love. Maybe I am personally more sensitive. I feel that compared to Feng Yu's love, hatred and fear of Lu Lu's departure, Lu Lu's inclusive love will be more crazy, a kind of calm madness. He feels Feng Yu's fear, so he does not resist Feng Yu's behavior, and even tolerates him. Lu Lu's tolerance is divided into levels. In the early stage of his young love, it was complete love, very clear, very clean, and tenderness to his lover, but in the later stage, it was a kind of incompetence, giving up, and despair. He gave up on himself and gave up his insistence on the painting style. In terms of painting style, the contrast between Lu Lu's before and after is very clear. At the same time, he despaired of Feng Yu's depravity, but also despaired of being unable to save his lover's pain, and also despaired of being unable to continue the painting he loved. Generally speaking, Lu Lu's character is very strong and crazier. He is crazier than Feng Yu. He also loves deeply. He is very contradictory and painful. He finally ended it all with death. It would be better to say that his faith was completely consumed. Feng Yu was no longer the sunny person he was before. He should have realized early on that he regretted and blamed himself, because if Feng Yu had a gambling addiction and was forced to quit, it might have been recoverable, but he didn't. He even worked hard to paint to provide Feng Yu with money. What was the reason? The reason is that he loves him, he allows himself to fall in love with him, and also falls in love with his evil So when Lu Lu died, I was not sad that their love could not be consummated. I was only sorry that such a sunny young man gradually degenerated and died. The above is my opinion on Lu Lu. Then the character Feng Yu is also very vivid and three-dimensional, and also very regrettable. He should have a bright future, but in the end he ended up in poverty. This is still very regrettable. He was very serious about thinking about the future with Lu Lu. He also loved Lu Lu. Even when he hurt Lu Lu, he could do this series of harm solely because of love. Because he knows that Lu Lu loves him, he can use this to be unscrupulous and do whatever he wants to Lu Lu, so this is the reason why he dares to attack Lu Lu countless times. There is also the gambling addiction. I think the author's description of gambling addiction is very good. He leaves his fate to a gamble, and every time he loses, it is human nature. Feng Yu had indeed lost his humanity, and Lu Lu's tolerance for him also made him lose himself in love. He was used to Lu Lu, so when Lu Lu might be robbed by outsiders, he lost his mind. He was very afraid of losing Lu Lu. Lu Lu was subtly the straw that allowed him to survive and retain his humanity. So when he gambled, he still wanted to use the money he gambled to build their future, but he was no longer capable enough to gamble. There was no more, so he put his gambling money on Lu Lu. As long as Lu Lu could draw, he would have money, and then he would gamble. But Lu Lu had no inspiration, so he would have the force to help him find inspiration. Once he had inspiration, he would draw again, and he would have money, so he could gamble. This was an endless loop. He went crazy in the endless loop, becoming more and more wanton, and completely ignored Lu Lu's life and death, so Lu Lu finally ended up dead, which completely made him collapse. At the moment of Lu Lu's death, he completely lost everything. When he discovered the painting, he was both awakened and depraved. He had no chance of retreating. At the end, he died in poverty and holding the painting. I wasn't too sad. Maybe I was too cold. I just felt that he deserved it. What I regretted was the youth's depravity, not the death of a madman or fool. All in all, this story is worth pondering, and ending with death can be considered a kind of fulfillment. In addition, I wish the author peace and prosperity. Thank you very much for your work.
A super short fanfic written by myself! The writing is excellent! I really like this sexy be! I feel sorry for Lu Lu! Not counting, the whole text I am rambling now has a total of 520 words! How ironic! (T^T) 0. -His soul has been taken away by the silent killing, and the remaining body is wandering in the world. -And the last straw was added by his lover himself. -He killed him with his own hands. -And he also killed him with his own hands. 1. It's early spring again, new buds are sprouting in the forest, and small white flowers are blooming everywhere beside the pond. The spring breeze blew through the dead water, causing ripples on the surface. There were several whines in the distance, getting louder and louder. Suddenly, the forest collapsed, the pool dried up, and the surrounding area turned into a desert. At the bottom of the water, a drowned deer lay. Next to the rotting corpse, a feather fell, so white that it was not stained with a trace of dirt. 2. "Is this another hallucination?" He murmured. "How many times?" The lights are on in the casino, day and night, and the surroundings are filled with the choking smell of cigarette smoke. The illusion caused by nicotine is fleeting. Feng Yu spent the rest of his life immersed in this meaningless gamble. In the end, he lost money, lost his life, and couldn't even hold on to love. 3. He regretted it. 4. But it was no use, the young deer had already been killed and buried by his own hands. He spent the best of his youth to accompany the deer, and tamed the deer until it only had eyes for him, and was so docile without any sharp edges. But in the end, he drowned him to death with his cruelty. 5. Feng Yu's remaining words could no longer make up any romantic love words. He said in a hoarse voice: "Lu Lu, where are you? I miss you." 6. No response. In this feasting casino, all that is left is twisted human nature. Feng Yu curled up and kept muttering "Lu Lu, Lu Lu..." Blood dripped from his mouth and nose all over the floor. My head hurts so much..., He thought.
"I don't want you to get stuck in the mud and get the dirt of the world." It's a very short story, and I had a lot of thoughts after reading it. Love is really a great word. It is all-encompassing and can bring about new life and also bring about degradation. Out of love, Lu Lu tolerated Feng Yu's evil deeds, but his soul had long since decayed, and only a skin was left to wander the world. But under this skin, there is a hot heart, a heart that loves Lu Lu. I don't deny Feng Yu's love for Lu Lu, but his heart has been stained with filth since the first time he gambled. Therefore, pornography, gambling and drugs must be avoided! ! ! ! Lu Lu also ended it all with death. The deer in the painting is still alive, which is what Lu Lu once looked like. At the end of the story, he saw the deer, Lu Lu, his original intention, and his love, but he could no longer recover it. Dessert is not the original dessert either. My love for you is as always.
I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and was so bored. I was going to find an article to read randomly, and then I found this article. When I read this article, it was like looking at an old photo without sound. It didn't look realistic, but it still felt familiar. The writing style is very plain and has a sense of beauty. When I first read the first few pages, I was puzzled by the contradiction between Feng Yu's words and actions, but when the reason was revealed later, I suddenly understood it. Feng Yu valued his vow to Lu Lu, "I want to give Lu Lu a family." However, he later got involved in gambling. Gambling is like a drug, it is easy to get addicted but hard to quit. After Feng Yu tasted the sweetness of gambling, he started gambling without restraint, but he had no money, and Lu Lu did. He had been harmed by gambling. He used the money from the sale of Lu Lu's paintings to gamble. He must have a good face, because he felt that the money he spent painting Lu Lu was unsatisfactory and could not convince him, so he remembered the oath "I want to give Lu Lu a home." He used the oath to deceive himself and continued to gamble. In the end, Lu Lu died, and he lost his love and the source of money. I was not surprised by the ending, because there is only one result after getting addicted to gambling, and that is regret. (It's my first time to write a long review, but it's not well written. It's very well written!!!)
The withered rose sealed in the snow and the deer walking in the spring fell in love without any reason. Peace and madness, distortion and tolerance, hope and despair. Maybe no one can tell what love is until the end
Straight forward text. I was in a bad mood today, so I came to read be articles and found this article. I thought it was like an old camera with distortion, the picture was playing but there was no sound. Killing that deer means killing yourself. There are many images, including holy snow mountain roses, withered snow mountain roses, broken glass, bright sunshine, blood-stained paintbrushes, and gray smoke. In fact, it can be more painful, but the emotional product is just an emotion. Is it hopeless and boring, or is it the persistence of confusing thoughts. Anyway, my thoughts are confused, and the words I write are not connected to the ones below, and I sigh. Looking forward to the next one.
The following words are said to be an evaluation of this book, but in fact it is more appropriate to regard them as my drunken nonsense. (Because the topic is actually different from this article... If there is any offense, please contact us to delete the comment) Due to my personal personality, my emotions did not fluctuate much after reading it. The only emotion I could recognize was sighing, except for my disgust towards gambling. (Analyze it carefully... This is my consistent shortcoming, God's perspective) I want to say that in fact, human nature has crazy, extreme, and irrational gambler qualities. Therefore, there is "love" and "hate", obsession, and entanglement. All kinds of people and things are woven into a web-like world, which we call life. To put it bluntly, everyone is crazy. Then "love" seems to have become a means for lunatics to save themselves. (Huh? I forgot what I wanted to say. Ah, forget it, I'm sleepy, I fell asleep)
It is the secular world that has polluted pure love, and commitment has been lost to dirty desires
It has nothing to do with it, it's just the fickleness of human nature. He couldn't withstand the temptation of gambling, and he wanted to get a happy life through gambling. Xiaolu met a lover, and he gave everything he had. Finally he woke up, but lost his own life. He felt that when he painted those paintings that catered to the market , Xiaolu feels so uncomfortable. The way he gets inspiration is so crazy. A painter should not love these paintings that make him painful. The more artistic a person is, the more sensitive and fragile his heart is. Xiaolu may not be able to accept the changes in his lover and his own depravity, so he finally has a self-destructive tendency.
This kind of love is mixed with endless twists. "Love" It's a shackle, binding Lu Lu. In the endless torture, he saw no hope. The innocent painting style at the beginning was what he yearned for when he was carefree in the sun. But now, he was in the dark night, how could he produce such a beautiful painting style?