讓我想起了里爾克的 I love the dark hours of my being. My mind deepens into them. There I can find, as in old letters, the days of my life, already lived, and held like a legend, and understood. Then the knowing comes: I can open to another life that’s wide and timeless. So I am sometimes like a tree rustling over a grave and making real the dream of the one its living roots embrace: a dream once lost among sorrows and songs.
好美好孤獨的電影Fern老公死后她活在了過去就算Dave幾次向她拋出了“安穩(wěn)生活的橄欖枝她也幾經(jīng)掙扎后最終無法接受最美的是她在夕陽下念她婚禮致辭的十四行詩—shall I compare thee to the summer’s day最后也很美“dedicated to the ones who had to depart, see you down the road非常感同身受和看完陷進(jìn)去的電影(可能跟我最近心境有關(guān))