Around the heroine of Shang tal, she felt that men had no longer stared at her, slowly unveiled a view of love, and two similar but different outlook on life. She had been hoping for an isolated life since she divorced, but she could not escape this luxurious cage, so she made a lot of pieces. The face, the social calmness, the escape of love, the boldness of desire, and the expression of one one in the novel, in the world of Marks love, she gets a kind of inclusive love in which she gets a dependent and shrewd from the society.

However, in Marks mind, lovers and social faces are two opposite sides. Sincerely like a beggar, always on the edge of society, let Mark, it is difficult to love the house and fall in love in the vulgar flow in the hands of still tal. Thus, this kind of hidden worry is quietly buried in the relationship between the two people, waiting for irrigation with various misconceptions. The dream of rose will lead to Marks doubts and worries one day. In the novel, this kind of worry is aroused by the way of forging love letters. As a result, long-term worries grew rapidly, eaking through the earth, and lovers quarrelling. Then, as described in most love stories, in the separation, the two people are suffering and wandering, and finally realize the importance of each other and make peace. But in this book, the importance of the other side is more profound than the ordinary story, that is the lovers affirmation of self. It can be passed through and mixed with countless men in the fragrance. But in their eyes, she is just a woman. Only let Mark understand her unique persistence in mediocre beings, only let Mark prove his true existence.

Mark. He was deeply in love with quotient, but always confusing her figure with other women. Far away, he saw quotient, and couldnt help but worry about the world. She cried out to her and ran away at her. When he walked in, he found that it was not a quotient. Even the woman was not like a quotient! I thought He couldnt see her. What she was thinking, what she wanted. She didnt really give him up, for example, her disgust for her aunt, why. He couldnt understand. And, when quotient said, "no man looked back at me", let Mark think she finally knew what she needed.

I understand the perplexity of the heroine on his identity. She is a mature and sober woman. Her view of love has been detached from the definition of worldly love. White and tranquility are her images of her feelings. She wanted to have a self, at least any emotion and way of life to be loyal to herself. She had a sad history in the past. She wanted to get rid of all the negative aspects of her life, so she threw away all the past, fled to another world, and introduced her life and feelings to the new white. In the world. Its just that she cant get rid of her identity any more. She often returns to the orbit of the world, even in her imagination. This happy escape place is, after all, a fragile place.

In the evening, after reading the last page of the novel, he woke up from a dream, and everything was too empty. Close the book, get up and walk into the bathroom. The soft yellow light, I stand in front of the dressing mirror. Is the "me" in the mirror me? Remove the face cream from the rack and apply some to the face and rinse. I looked at the mirror again. Is the "I" in the mirror now me? Can a small piece of facial cleanser wash away all my mask during the day?