Love Story

This is one of the most widely circulated love stories in Chinese folklore. To some extent, it is still shared by the average person today in the psychology of love. But today's press men and women would not be as foolish as the Liang Zhu of that time, who would sit back and double up on the butterfly. In a modern society where the Internet and cell phones are prevalent, the interaction between men and women is no longer as difficult and inefficient as it was in ancient times. People's mental capacity is also not as fragile as in the past. We can still feel the pain of that pair of men and women when they were in love with each other today. This pain is very sweet when you look back on it, even if you pay the price of life, the gain gained from this price is irreplaceable by anything. The reason why they love stories of modern men and women who do not manage to be great love is that they give too little and refuse to give their lives for it. Life, after all, is the bottom line that modern people can pay a price for, not something that can be easily surpassed.

　　The means of courtship in this story is also what makes us feel excited. The heroine disguises herself as a man and uses some scenes and objects to make a metaphor to woo the hero. This depiction of the story is the most enjoyable one. For it transcends all the features that the time in which the story takes place could contain, both in form and content, with a faint hint of modernism. A shallow researcher would draw from it a depiction of homosexual tendencies within it. Thinking deeper, this is the great power of love to transcend all the constraints of time and perception, allowing people to do things that were not understood by society at the time but could be enjoyed by future generations.

The finishing touch is the butterfly inside. The humble life often represents freedom. People who yearn for love and freedom tend to do so, because these two, are their lives.

The conclusion, helpless love, can only find the continuation of their love in another world.

No one will deny the greatness of maternal love, but maternal love is one-sided. If a mother's love can be reciprocated, it can only be the love of a child from a child. But Lawrence, in "Sons and Lovers," challenges this notion powerfully. No one will deny that Lawrence is the most important literary figure of the twentieth century, and no one will deny that Freud is the greatest psychologist of the twentieth century. But I am afraid that far fewer people can openly identify with the story told in this work than with the research that has been done on it.

Mrs. Morel pours the passion that surges in her own body into her son, and she obtains from him the feeling of love that she cannot get from her husband. For this Mrs. Morell, in her heart, has long regarded her son as her ideal lover, and she took care of him, raised him, and did everything beyond what a mother could do. She was truly treating her son as the object of her love, a love that is not simply affectionate but to a greater extent a manifestation of love. Paul, too, had his mother in his heart as his lover, so much so that he felt that as long as his mother was there, he couldn't find his lover in the next life. Because this love is right beside him, and that is his mother.

In this highly controversial work, people explore more of the psychological and social aspects. Many times the love that melts in it is interpreted as a kind of plot (Oedipus Complex), an English word of ancient Greek origin that, despite its long history, has been studied by people for thousands of years, and until today, there is no real result. Maybe human beings are afraid to face up to what exists in themselves and the incongruity of the real society, or maybe this society has formed a stereotype that no one can break. We can only follow the path we have set for ourselves and never look back.

In conclusion, the most human incestuous love, is a kind of love, at least to be considered a fork in the tree of love.