Bridges of Madison County —— The Secret of the Surging Divorce Rate in America.

In recent years, the male gods in the entertainment circle have fallen, and even their distant relatives-sports circles have not been spared. For a time, the whole country fell into this multiple-choice question of whether to believe in love or not. Marriage is better than love. But once a movie was released in the spring of 1995, which suddenly increased the divorce rate in the United States. That movie is:

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A beautiful town seems to be a farm forever rippling in the afterglow of the sunset, and the background of Bridges of Madison County is in such a beautiful small place.

Francesca, the hostess, is looking forward to her long-awaited four-day leisure-her husband took the children out to participate in the exhibition. It was her four-day holiday alone.

Very tired, a marriage, a farm, a small place, twenty years, she is very tired. I just want to stay alone for an afternoon, drinking iced tea with lazy melancholy.

At this moment, a photographer named Robert came into her life. He is unique, at least in her eyes. He takes the world as his home and the four seas as his friends. He is willing to give up the destination underground train for a beautiful country. He is willing to come to this lonely town without knowing the direction and look for a covered bridge called the Romans.

They fell in love. However, sober Francci knew that in four days, or even less, they would forget the world. Francesca packed her suitcase. She struggled and hesitated, but finally gave up. She hated that her life had passed.

Finally, when they were in different cars, it rained heavily and the rain blurred each other's faces in the window. At the crossroads, a green light urges a choice that has been made. Robert refused to turn left. Francesca's hand gripped the handle, pressed it and released it.

The car will drive away, and it can only drive away like this.

They never met again for the rest of their lives. Robert's ashes were scattered on a covered bridge called the Romans. Francesca said in her will that I have given my whole life to this family, and I hope all the rest can be given to Robert, and my ashes are scattered on the romantic bridge.

This is an extramarital affair story. Some people say it's the most beautiful affair. Some people think that his beauty lies in keeping the bottom line of marriage, while others think that his beauty lies in being with him forever after death. The movie is there, like an inexhaustible spring, and every audience can get the exclusive news.

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Since ancient times, commerce has never been as prosperous as it is today, and it will be more prosperous in the foreseeable future. In such a prosperous era, it seems that we can better understand what is the price. Different brands of cheap plastic mineral springs cost one yuan, the third-tier city Wahaha costs one and a half yuan, and the aristocratic Baisui Mountain in the water costs three yuan. Mark the price clearly, and pay the corresponding price for what you get. Lovely desires are endless, and there are endless cycles of getting, getting, getting, getting, getting, getting again and getting again. We call them saints, and there are only a few of them since ancient times.

Manpower is sometimes poor, and there are always some costs in life that you can't afford, or it is difficult to pay for the second time.

When Iyimuma was a teenager, in the summer garden of the school, the person sitting next to you refused to do anything, and the two of them gave their blood to the deepest love of mosquitoes. Over the years, he (she) can't afford such support, either pointing out the country or traveling all over the world.

Just like in the movie, Francesca's life passed. When she was young, she was not far from Wan Li. She came to the United States from Italy with a vision, but now she won't.

There are thousands of waters in Qian Shan, and Francesca has too many, so she can only look up.

The scenery in the distance is always good, and life is always the happiness of others' homes. Just like when Robert couldn't help praising this beautiful town, Francesca, who had lived here for too many years, couldn't speak.

The same is true of love. After watching the movie, I often think about this problem. As Robert said, such an exact love is only once in a lifetime. Is it true? A little not. That's a pity. The most beautiful moon is in the water and the most exquisite pavilion is in the air. I can't get what I want, but I have no choice.

The earth is round, so is life, and circles are connected. You want to come, I want to go, you want to be in the urn, I want to be free. Some people want to start, but it's late. Some people arrived, but they were tired. Most people, on the road, are tireless.

Often pessimistic, I feel that everything is meaningless and I can only go with the flow. However, friends who read this article today, there are still mountains over there, and water is still everywhere. However, here we are, still full of enthusiasm, and we are infinite.

This film shows a corner of the world. It is one of thousands of choices. We can't unilaterally interpret whether the choices shown in the film are right or wrong. Today, time is thick enough. There are many things and many constraints that we can't overturn at once. But any kind of feeling in the world has its value to be appreciated. That feeling may not be great enough, or it may not be fair enough. Even such feelings are the opposite of your morality and will never happen to you, but this does not prevent us from seeing its moving flash.