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What is the greatest sorrow of women?Or what is the most terrible state of life for women?
Recently, I read a very short but shocking ** by Zhang Ailing, titled "There is a lesbian car". She wrote about her real experience, once Zhang Ailing took the tram and heard two women chatting, one of them was pouring bitter water, saying that she and her husband quarreled, cold war, and did not give in to each other, in short, it was to complain about her husband's various bad things and tell her grievances.
Turning her head, Zhang Ailing heard another middle-aged woman chattering with others, saying that her son had done something wrong, as a mother, she was very angry, and while teaching her child harshly, she lamented that her life was miserable.
There are also some interesting dialects in the article, such as "I want to kneel". The best part is coming!Zhang Ailing wrote at the end: The woman on the tram makes me sad, women talk about men all their lives, read men, complain about men, forever and ever.
It can be said that Zhang Ailing is a small life scene on the tram, reflecting the plight of women in that era: the lack of self-identity and the lack of self-worth.
The value and meaning of women are all pinned on marriage and childbearing. The husband and son have become the whole of their lives, and they have almost paid all their time and energy for their husbands and children. Other than that, it seems difficult to find joy and meaning in life.
Just like Zhang Ailing wrote, women talk about men all their lives, read men, and complain about men, forever and ever. Zhang Ailing heard the chatter of the women on the train, and the parents were short, and felt the anxiety of the women who were heartbroken for their husbands and children and had nowhere to put them.
Zhang Ailing not only understands women, she also sees the sorrow and suffering of women. So she used a very heavy word in the text: pathos. Now nearly 100 years have passed since the ** era in which Zhang Ailing lived, and I hope that such pathos will not be staged again.
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