Please commemorate me with a rose.

Please commemorate me with a rose. This is what photographer Hector Remia said to his secret love when he wrote a suicide note before committing suicide. She knew that he had decided to end his life at the age of sixty. She helped him share this dying pain with love, just as she helped him find happiness with the same love. She accompanied him until a few hours before his death, as if she had accompanied him with admiration and humility for the rest of his life. Only this emotion which is almost the same as love is unknown.

When she suffered from the passing of time and could not stop the irreversible torrent of years, she gave the deepest understanding to her lover's choice to end her life, and then accepted it frankly and faced it frankly. And in the middle of the night when he left his lover, he looked forward to the time when he left. At three o'clock in the morning, he put on mourning clothes and cut off the first rose that bloomed in the morning in the yard and pinned it on his ear.

She would rather commemorate her dead lover with a rose than tell others the fact that she could intervene in advance. In the face of urbino's questioning, she was even a little surprised. She understands what he has done. Spend the last period of his life with him, and then leave peacefully, leaving him the freedom to end his life.

She told the doctor that she wouldn't shed a tear, waste the rest of her life, suffer in the maggot broth of memories cooked with slow fire, bury herself alive among four walls, and sew a shroud for herself every day. She will continue to live in the grave where the poor people are waiting to die as before, without regret, because she has experienced happiness here.

This is a secret love in love during the cholera period, and it is also a low-key love that can even be ignored by readers. It has no formal noise, no excessive text repetition, no rich material embellishment, and no established blessings.

I read this kind of love that is hard to understand in the world in the novel. This love, without the fiery passion of young people, contains the mature experience, depth, tolerance and infinite nostalgia of adults. This incomprehensible love even transcends life itself.

Perhaps, some people are destined to have a short life together. Just like Hector Remia and his lover, even if Yin and Yang are separated, she will choose to commemorate him with a rose. But she will also seal the beauty of those days together in her memory and tie a beautiful butterfly knot. Leave it to the old age of life, and then enjoy it slowly in old age. ...