Although the two-and-a-half-hour movie took nearly two months to finish, this time in the movie, I finally understood the power behind Becky's hypocrisy and snobbery.
When Becky's husband Roden praised her brother and sister-in-law, Becky replied, "If I had 5000 pounds, I would be a good woman, too." There was no complaint in her tone, as if she was just stating a fact that had nothing to do with herself. At that moment, I thought of an English proverb, "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade." . I have seen the extension of this proverb on Douban, "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Then sell lemonade, buy more lemons, and then open a global lemonade stand network to earn millions of dollars. " When life gives you a sour lemon, make it into delicious lemon juice. Then I sold lemon juice to buy more lemons, and then I opened a global chain of lemon juice stores and made countless money. -self-translation)
Yes, I'm Becky.
In the film, when the war broke out, Becky and her friend Emily's husband went to the battlefield, and two pregnant women were waiting for news of their husband in the turbulent city that witnessed the fall. In fact, when the war broke out, Bay could basically escape back to London, but because Emily had to stay and wait for her husband, she couldn't bear to see her friend in deep danger and immediately gave up the chance to escape.
In almost empty Brussels, Becky combed her long hair for Emily, who was almost desperate. Emily asked Becky if she was afraid of having children, and Becky calmly replied, "You know me. I am as hard as a nut. " You know, I am as strong as a weed. Note: For me, Wild Grass can better reflect Becky's tenacious character than Nut, although she was suppressed at the bottom of society because of her poor background. )
Being a woman is just right. Becky, who used to be flattering and vain to me, made me cry several times after many years. Even if there are too many unbearable choices in her life, as Zhang Ailing said, "If you know me in the past, you will forgive me now." It's just that Becky doesn't need to be forgiven I am glad that after many years, I finally understand and therefore know how to respect her strength.
A few days ago, a female colleague stood in front of my desk, full of grievances and tears. I handed her a tissue and patiently explained the relevant procedures to her. Looking at the big tears in her eyes, I can't help but be distracted, although my mouth has been talking. I wonder when a woman my age will be willing to grow up and learn to be strong.
Colleagues come to work in our unit. As a personnel clerk, I am in charge of matters related to admission. Because this colleague has previous work experience and needs to contact his previous unit, I issued a contact letter for my colleague to give to the original unit with my name and phone number written on it. Then something strange happened. After the contact letter was sent out, it was told by the department colleagues to handle related matters. I asked about the specific content, but they didn't know, because they were also told. In view of this situation, I naturally can't handle it. But I think my information has been written in the contact letter. If the other unit needs it, you can contact me directly, so I don't ask any more questions. Moreover, my colleague took my contact letter at that time, and she should know that I am in charge of related work.
So, when I walked into the office that morning, I was told by my department colleague that the colleague asked the relevant personnel in our department to handle the contact well, otherwise she would "reflect" the situation to our department leader. I was extremely surprised. I said, "Well, let her reflect."
Half an hour later, I received a message from my colleague's leader and "told" me to handle this matter. Out of courtesy, I contacted my colleague and asked her to come to my office, at least let me know who to contact. Because from beginning to end, the other company has my contact information, and I don't have the other company's. I didn't reply for a long time, so I had to let my colleague's leader inform her.
A few minutes later, she stood at my desk, and I explained to her the usual procedure of this kind of contact work. However, before I said a few words, the above situation appeared.
At that moment, I finally understood that Su Mang wrote that she was called the devil when she was CEO of Harper's Bazaar, but she didn't care. She wrote that she was so busy every day that she was most afraid of helping others sort out their emotions.
Although there is no need to be busy, I have to deal with dozens of people almost every day, deal with piles of paperwork, complete various teaching tasks, guide students' graduation thesis, and pay attention to students' employment trends. And all this, I ask myself to finish it during working hours, because I have to tutor students in English at the training school after work and on weekends; Because after work and class, I also want to read books, code, study and keep fit.
Therefore, I don't care if others label me as "indifferent". I admit that I don't want to waste time empathizing with everyone's emotions.
My colleagues who knew about it afterwards felt wronged for me. She said, "Shouldn't you be crying?"
This thing, no.
A few months ago, an aunt gathered around my desk with a pair of children, and my family angrily denounced me. That strong son has been walking around my desk, staring at me viciously, like an eagle ready to go. He interrupted me from time to time and said, "You must solve my mother's problem today!" " "Half an hour later, they finally left angrily after determining that the problems left over from the imperfect policies more than 20 years ago were because the state had expressly stipulated that the relevant law enforcement departments could no longer accept them, and I was unable to change the relevant policies of the state.
Afterwards, I remembered what Bernard Shaw said, "The more people I meet, the more I like dogs." I was convinced that I didn't mention it to anyone.
That time, I didn't cry either. But a few years ago, maybe I would cry.
One afternoon, I was watering the potted plants at home, and I was worried that I might be wiped out in the future. The friend suddenly said, "How dare you?" For so many years, I have never dared to walk out of a relationship without feelings, and I may never walk out in this life. "I didn't look up at her. That was the first time she admitted to running away, and it may be the last time. I kept watering the flowers with my head down and said, "In fact, you should understand my choice. "
Actually, I'm not very strong. However, whenever I am afraid, those friends who have always believed that once I make a choice, I will try my best to realize it will say to me four words, "You can do it." Therefore, I am no longer ashamed to show my cowardice, otherwise, I will feel that I am being unreasonable. And those friends and family who are worried about my unusual choice, even if I am timid, will not show it in front of them. Because I want to appease them again and again because of my worries, and constantly convince them with practical actions that I can undertake every choice. Therefore, many times, I have even forgotten that I can still have an emotion called "cowardice".
Being a woman is just, and I encourage myself in this life.