
Book review
Love is the central plot of Werther , and the great value and charm of this work also come from the description of love. Between the lines of those letters are permeated with the anguish that this love brings to Werther, the pain and struggle that can't be vented, can't be solved, can't get but can't let go of . That love is like boiling blood shouting in his body, which we can really feel.
However, it is not only love that makes Werther miserable and sad, nor is it only love that makes Werther die. It is not only love that makes this thin book be printed 16 times in Germany in two years, but also love that can still arouse readers' inner resonance after many years. It is mixed with Witt's life.
People need to be independent in the process of growing up, and the process of independence is bound to be accompanied by loneliness. Maybe this is the reason why people agree that the more they grow up, the more lonely they are. In reality, as an independent individual, we are always born from loneliness. A lonely soul needs a constant partner to pour out his inner joys and sorrows, and a thoughtful person will be even more lonely, because he will have the idea that a bosom friend is hard to find, and Werther is in such a line.
He has a unique point of view, independent character, he traveled all over the world and s aw through the clear boundaries of various classes in the capitalist world, but also had to painfully watch people live their life carefully . He despised the way of life in the capitalist world , but he had to be deeply involved in it. He once said something like this in his letter: "what annoys me most is that the Marquis often follows others' advice and talks about what he has heard and read. Besides, he valued my wisdom and talent , But I don't know that my heart is my only pride, is my all strength, all happiness, all pain and all the only source! Oh, what I know is what anyone can know, but my heart is unique to me. "
W erther is like a drowning man. His desire for survival tells him to climb up the driftwood, but the reality is always clear and can't be touched, and the water grass on his ankle is more tightly entangled in every struggle, and can't break free until he gets rid of the force. Finally, his tragedy seems inevitable. Don't say how stupid he was to die for love. It is mixed with his powerlessness . He has no sustenance, people's spiritual support fell, how vulnerable he should be. He wrote in the letter: "my life lacks yeast; I don't know where the stimulant that made me jump out of bed early in the morning has gone. "
Goethe once commented on W erther : "luck is obstructed, activities are restricted, and wishes are not satisfied. These are not the misfortunes of a special era, but the misfortunes that everyone can encounter. It would be a pity if one did not go through such a stage in one's life that Witt was written for himself. " Maybe this is the essence of Werther's troubles, every Werther's troubles in the world. We have all been Werther, have left troubles that cannot be released and swallowed.
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