Life captured by dreams

Life captured by dreams <br />You must have such a friend: working in a bank, growing up in general, having a business, having a wife and children, working diligently to support the family, not talking, but if you speak, you can say Mostly boring and boring - in short, the image is very white, in any social occasion is a person who is not very eye-catching in the corner. In fact, you must have more than one such friend. In fact, you may be such a person.
Can you imagine this friend suddenly leaving home one day? Then when you hear about his message, it is said that he has arrived in Paris and is learning to paint from scratch, to be a painter. You can't imagine it, but Maugham wrote such a person. His name is Charles. After leaving a note with the words "Ready for dinner," he left his 17-year-old wife and two children and went to Paris. That year he was 40 years old and lived in the most dilapidated hotel in Paris, only 100 yuan.

"The Moon and Six Pence" is not such a story. The world is chasing dreams, but Charles is chasing his luck. Well, these two things are actually not that different. The people who are captured by the dream are chasing their own luck. Of course, the dream mentioned here is a real dream. It is not the blueprint that is said in "Mom and Dad", "Teacher Says", "Television Newspaper", not the gold collar above the blue-collar white-collar, not the hunter to the sparrow. The rice grain in the trap.
Other people's life is constantly doing addition, but he is doing subtraction. Every identity of a person is a self-abduction, and only loss is the path to freedom. Therefore, Charles refused to be a "husband", "dad", "friend", "colleague", "British", and he smashed one identity, like taking off a layer of clothes, and finally lifting his foot, stepping into the bare Ti Going inside the ice cave.
The "I" in the novel asks him: "Don't you love your children?" He said: "I don't have any special feelings for them." "I" asked him again: "Don't you even love?" "He said: "Love will only interfere with my paintings." Others may sympathize with his impoverishment. When he picks up the brush, he feels that he is a king.
Such people are certainly hateful. There is only oneself in his eyes, no one else, selfishness, no sense of responsibility, disdain and any relationship with "society." But he is very innocent, because his eyes are no one else, not even himself. He did not choose a dream, but was hit by a dream. In his own words, "I have to paint, just like a drowning person must struggle." If he is different from others, he is more obedient than others. How fascinating and sharp the dreams are, people are fleeing in panic, fleeing to fame, or Lilu, or resentment for seeking fame and fortune. But Charles refused to be the "people" in "people." The ground was six pence, but he looked up and saw the moon.