Lament of the Zither

It makes sense and is very philosophical. Life is like this, with joy, anger, sorrow, and everything unpredictable.

Is the sorrow of the piano a sorrow of the piano or a human injury? Suddenly I remembered the words from Zweig's "Letter from a Strange Woman": "Only you, only you, only you, only you have forgotten me, only you, only you, only you never recognized me!" When I read this line of text, I seemed to hear the heartbreaking cry of the pale and haggard woman who had just experienced the pain of losing her son. It echoed in the empty apartment building that had been her home, the one that made her fall in love with him. This cry is lonely and helpless. Because no one would poke their head out to see what happened. She was just one of thousands of women scratched by love. Her love is humble. Secret love has always been humble. It does not need to ask for anything, but only gives blindly. Just like this woman, she doesn't even expect a man to remember her name, but she is willing to give birth to a child for him. Just because it was his child, it gave her the illusion that he was integrated into her life. However, in fact, he and she have always been strangers. He never even bothered to find out her name! The story between her and him has no ending, and even the beginning is ambiguous. Just like the piano master and the lady in "Qin Shang", "I" and Han Tian, ​​Cheng Jin and the man in the gray coat. Their story may begin in a late winter, a rainy day, an afternoon, or even when a piece of begonia is falling. When the feeling of "love" comes, it is like looking up at the begonia, and suddenly the heart is filled with flowers and there is nowhere to escape. As the Buddha says, a moment is eternity. It took 500 visits from the past life to pass by each other in this life, and that chance encounter with a startling glance is already a fate cultivated in the past life. Maybe there was that moment of surprise, no matter what the ending was, there would be no regrets. Life doesn't care about how many beautiful encounters there are, or whether the story has an ending. Being humble in front of love is like having a secret love. Perhaps having a warm moment is enough. The whole article is filled with a touch of melancholy, which makes people unable to feel sad. There seems to be a rope of fate controlling the characters in the article, but the author has not revealed it, which is quite intriguing. As for the characters, there is not much description of their appearance, and it is basically supported by an emotional thing, so the characters in the reader's imagination are basically vague. (Except for Cheng Jin, of course) Some of the small details in the article that set up the mood are handled very delicately, but some details are too deliberate and can't help but feel far-fetched. Personally, I prefer the words written by Gong Zihuan in the last chapter. No one will stop for anyone, we have only one choice, and that is to keep moving forward. Come on! PS: Someone is lazy and actually asked me to write a long review!!! No justice!!!!

I'm currently reviewing Butterfly Lovers, hey...

As expected, I'm still used to seeing things from an empty perspective.