This Thought Does Not Shift - Bridge of Watch
? "When laughter turns into silence, when confidence turns into loss, my footsteps into the dream, is it still firm and persistent", in the polishing of the years, in the reality of the trek, and how many people can hold on to the faith, never give up? Who is not good to jump to conclusions, I'm afraid that the world is too much restraint, the moth rushed to the ideal, and ultimately did the flames of the captive. Francesca still harbors the dreams of her girlhood - tasting poetry, reading literature, and the ineffable ignorance in her body, even if the children of Winterset do not understand the love of Yeats in her eyes. Even if the people of this little wheat county never cared for anything beyond food, clothing, and shelter. But she always stood firm, she always understood that in the underworld, an invisible torrent surged within her, generating great potential, giving her the courage to persevere in the humdrum life, the family's ties, and that no matter what, nothing could break her down.
? Watching time is arduous, waiting for the heart is fragile, leading to the reality of the dream always have to undergo a thousand polishing, the years like a cold executioner will be people once insisted on the ideal, like the head, one by one cut off, blood stained Venus Square, blood flow into the river, making everyone had to yield.
Francesca graduated in three years, she taught aimlessly, but not to give up their dreams, the harsh reality forced her to realize that their choices are limited, in the reality of the ruthless, she chose to "treat her well" Richard, because the heart is still longing for the United States is full of wonderful hope. Life is like this, the ideal inevitably give way to reality, survival and life can never reach a balance, thought, life is like this, however, as Francesca said: "I may not necessarily be able to stay on the farm for so many years ------ even if he is not in my consciousness, I still feel that he is somewhere.
? This love is hard to take care of - the bridge of responsibility
? "There is nothing in this world more to be cherished than love, and there is nothing in this world more to be held on to than duty", in the late night of the clear breeze and moonlight, in the delicate and subtle dance music, it seems that you can really feel Francesca standing under the porch, with her robe open, letting the soft breeze of the summer night caress her fine and smooth body, and the scent of perfume dispersed with the wind, filling the air in all directions. Kincaid was intoxicated by her rich, mysterious and sweet body. It had to be said that this was a physical craving for sex. However, what seems to be more relevant is the desire for life - freedom from moral constraints and programs, stretching and enrichment of body and mind, fusion of soul and body. All this intense thirst for life is fueled by a sudden love affair. Love comes light and goes deep, and all the reality around it dissolves in the night wind. Only two men and women, transparent and hot inside, eat, dance, kiss and make love in the night breeze. Only, the sunlight of the day will always pierce the darkness of the night. Life, always have to be carried out under the sun, the late night drama to get a continuation or end, always in the acceptance of daylight bath.
Four days of knowing each other, loving each other, the two nearly half a lifetime of expectation, in the true love and responsibility, Francesca chose responsibility, Robert Kincaid chose to respect, although this true love has been long awaited, although the true love of the strong intoxicating, although each other are sure that: "such an exact love only once in a lifetime". True love once, never again. There is nothing wrong with love, but this love is too late, too much responsibility, causing too much harm. Wrong time, meet the right person, is still a beautiful regret, ultimately, Francesca in the choice of love and responsibility, chose the latter - responsibility.
? Above self-interest and desire for love always move people, reckless love to carry too many tears, to bear too much guilt, to face too much blame. Even though Francesca painful, difficult to choose, resolutely in that rainy day to leave themselves in her husband's car, from Robert Kincaid in the rain to her in the moment, she has understood that he is in his own goodbye, not to stay. The choice between affection and love is always cruel, but it is also the reality that nothing can be done about it, the responsibility of the family is above all else, love will one day be converted into affection, the family gives a long time to the bland but cozy happiness, inadvertently beyond the four days of the short-lived surge of passion. Francesca devoted her entire lifetime to her husband and children, and left what was left after her death to Robert Kincaid, whom both remembered for the rest of his life but never met again.
I'm at this end of the bridge , you are at that end of the bridge, the wild river of responsibility blocked you and I hold hands for a lifetime of vows, I'm at this end of the bridge to watch over you, you're at the other end of the bridge to hold on to me, our love is still in the responsibility of the river flows, never dry.
This life is not to be missed - the bridge of love
Some people, have seen a glance will not be forgotten; some love, as long as the encounter will no longer regret; some love, the moment is eternal. "How to let you meet me, in my most beautiful moment. For this, I have been in front of the Buddha for five hundred years, begging him to let us tie a piece of earthly destiny". Four days of love, a lifetime of anticipation, half a lifetime of "holding on", such a love is short and long, can not help but think of "if two love is a long time, is it not in the morning and evening". This is Francesca and Kincaid's love, rational, chaste, eternal.
Twenty-two years, how many things can not withstand the vicissitudes of time, changed the initial appearance; twenty-two years, how many vows can not resist the warmth of human feelings, tearing the original promise. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. How long can it last? Should be a night of passion, should be a flash in the pan, but, Francesca and Kincaid but with a full twenty-two years, no, should be a lifetime, to explain what is true love, what is the love of love, stop at the ritual of love.
This love is interpreted in Francesca focused on the "National Geographic" can be seen lovers, interpretation in the not give up the old table to witness the love, interpretation in the interpretation of the cherished that is full of temperature on the low-necked dress. Francesca's love, and Kincaid related to a simple thing on a thing; Kincaid will be hidden in the mountains, hidden in the three cameras, also hidden in the note, two people's love are condensed into their respective sideburns on the gray hair.
? If someone asks what love is, Francesca would say, love is four days of warmth, twenty years of never leaving each other, although never see each other, but the golden body has been molded, never separate, not in the physical body, in each other's spirit, each other's soul. Kincaid would say: love is "in the foggy morning, or in the afternoon when the sun is bouncing on the water in the northwest, I often try to imagine where you are, what you're doing"; is "I remember everything: your breath, the smell of your summer, the feel of your skin against mine, and the sound of your whispers when I love you". I remember everything: your scent, your summer smell, the feel of your skin against mine, and the sound of your voice whispering when I love you"; and "No amount of philosophical reasoning can stop me from wanting you, every day, every hour, every moment. "Francesca and Kincaid's love is scattering my ashes by the porch bridge and looking forward to the day I'll be with you; it's giving my living life to my family and the rest of my remains to you; and it's "I love you, y, with all my heart and soul, forever and ever".
"Yinhan long darkness, the golden wind and jade dew a meeting", you and I finally came together, buried in the beginning of this love, buried in this beautiful and incomparable corridor under the bridge, from now on, "long time thinking about guarding".
I wait for the gentleman, did not see the gentleman, I married him, the gentleman came late. "To meet to love, to love to desire, to desire to climax, to climax to poetry, to part to melancholy, to far away to miss, to the husband to warmth, to the child to motherly love," to the death of sincerity, to the past to grand, to the understanding of true love, this is the "Remains of the Corridor Bridge" a different kind of love and love, true love is not a moth to the flame, strong but reckless, and the true love of the past, the true love of the past, the true love of the past, the true love of the past, the true love of the past is not a moth to the flame, and the true love of the past is not a moth to the flame. The love that is strong but reckless and cannot withstand the storms of the world is not true love. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The corridor bridge, tied to the pure beauty of the soul, witnessed the poignant true love, the corridor bridge, standing in the scenery of the landscape, interpretation of the human world has true love, interpretation of the human world has true love. This love, this love will never pass with the years, never because of time metamorphosis.