[Gone with the Wind] Back to the beginning

Ellen's words were like thunder on the ground, and suddenly exploded in Scarlett's heart.

Because she knew that what her mother said was not wrong at all.

Yes, maybe she really wishes Tara well and is willing to dedicate everything to Tara.But she also did—at least subconsciously—see the South as the enemy.This emotion seems to be contradictory to her wish to keep Tara, but they coexist subtly all the time.

For the reborn Scarlett O'Hara, she has seen everything in the old South crumbled, and experienced all the constraints that set of rules placed on her.Therefore, when she is placed in such an environment again, she may be happy for a moment for the reappearance of the past, but in the end it must be discomfort and boredom that overwhelm everything.She loved Tara, no doubt about it.She also hopes that she will not lose the understanding and understanding of her relatives while supporting Tara to go on.But hope is one thing, and the heavy cognition in the heart is another.

Since rebirth, although there is no lack of happiness to see relatives again, the worry about disaster is always on my heart.Scarlett is actually under a lot of pressure, and this pressure is intensified because it is incompatible with the surrounding southern atmosphere and cannot be explained.At this time, stubbornness or paranoia became the biggest force supporting her to go on.But everything has both good and bad sides. Scarlett also accumulated negative emotions towards the South during her long and lonely persistence.

She still loves it here, because it is her home, where her red land is full of mountains and plains.But something began to become her imaginary enemy—this kind of thing could be people, or order, or the whole South.They didn't understand her, blocked her, tried to change her.And she is like an enraged lion king, shaking her mane angrily, she must do everything she desires!At the same time, the hostility towards the imaginary enemy is getting deeper and deeper.She pushes something into complete opposition, even if it's what she loves.She couldn't even believe that she could achieve reconciliation with the South—after Ellen stopped the Yankees, another view had grown in her, but it wasn't strong enough.The two kinds of thinking pulled her, switched positions, and coexisted contradictoryly.Ellen, on the other hand, was obviously keenly aware of this.

Just now, Scarlett, who had completely declared her rebellion with a bullet, looked at her mother with tearful grief and provocation—but it was still her mother!

"Scarlett, I am a southerner, and I am also your mother." Ellen said, "I believe that most of the time, these two identities are not contradictory. Even if a contradiction does occur—"

"My daughter, how do you know that you must be the first to be abandoned?" Ellen sighed.

Scarlett froze in place listening to Ellen's words, her eyes were sore without warning.

Ellen looked past her to the stretch of red land outside the door. Her face had a soft expression, but no one would think that it lacked strength:

"Scarlett, dear. Actually, we should have talked long ago, though I didn't think it would be under the circumstances."

Scarlett bit her lip: "I—I think I thought that would make me lose you." Saying this was like opening the floodgates, and all of Scarlett's heart came out at once, even before her brain had time Think about it and take a step ahead, "I, I have always hoped to be better in your eyes... I hope I can be what you expect, lady, elegant, gentle, kind, generous... oh! I really hope so I'm so afraid of disappointing you. I always feel like that's what it's supposed to be to be your daughter. But I can't seem to do it, I can't do it. Even if I have money and confidence--I know I'm still a I'm ashamed of myself in front of you bastard. But sometimes I feel like you can't do it. I really like that kind of elegant demeanor, but I won't allow myself to starve to death, and I won't look at Tara Down and out! No! That down and out in my heart is not the tragedy of a hero, nor is it a struggle of dignity, it is incompetence! I know that I can do all that—I know, I will use my own hands, no matter what All right, as long as it can make Tara and its people better! God is my witness! God is my witness! I will never go hungry! Tara will never go hungry!" After saying these words, Scarlett realized that she had It's full of tears.And Ellen has embraced her in her arms—all the grievances, resentment, and hatred dissipated at this moment, only the mother's soft voice, and the cold tears falling on her face.

"My daughter, what have you been through..." It seemed to be raving, it seemed to be a sigh.Ellen stroked Scarlett's black hair, and was surprised to find that this daughter was far stronger and more stubborn than she imagined—and at the same time, she had accumulated more unknown pains, hidden deep in her heart.If it wasn't for the weeping and complaining like venting, maybe even she wouldn't be able to know her daughter's true thoughts.Scarlett was a lively, bold girl with excess energy, she had known it early on.But such a girl had to suffer so much and suffered so much to become what she is now - paranoia, stubbornness, and burning beliefs, as well as a deep-rooted distrust of everything around her.She breathed out slowly, and said to Scarlett:

"As a Southerner, I'm glad you were so brave and took out a brutal enemy for us - although I still pray for this life. But as your mother," she found Scarlett closed her eyes in despair , couldn't help slowing down her tone doubly, "As your mother, I feel very disappointed and very sad. This kind of disappointment and sadness is not because you behaved against a lady, but because you don't care about your life and don't seek With the help of relatives and friends, I will do such a dangerous thing myself!"

The increasingly severe tone made Scarlett open her eyes in surprise.The expectant look in the eyes almost made even the most hard-hearted people intolerable, but Ellen's tone was still stern:

"Scarlett O'Hara, are you going to carry the whole of Tara alone? Are you going to take all the issues by yourself, refusing to trust us, and refusing to communicate with us? You're going to choose yourself when you see danger Rush up and never think about how we feel? Honey, you didn’t, and that’s what really let me down! You’re now using yourself to practice heroic pathos and a struggle of dignity, because you put yourself You're down and out enough to isolate yourself from everyone and only trust yourself!"

Scarlett's tears couldn't stop pouring out, and she couldn't help shouting to Ellen, as if she was venting her grievances that no one in her previous life could say: "But what can I do! Who can understand my heart! The South—— The South you all love, don't I care about it! But the South is over, the South is over, the South is really over! No luck, we've lost everything, and you expect me to play by the old rules, to be polite, to be personable ? I can't do it, I really can't do it!"

Ellen's complexion changed drastically for the first time, and it was obvious that Scarlett's words had also caused her great pain.But this pain is sober, and Ellen has obviously thought about the current South for a long time.But for such a lady born in the South, it is too difficult to admit these pains.

"Yes, the South has suffered a lot and is about to change," she said finally. "But the South will not end there."

"The land under our feet will not turn yellow or black because of a defeat in a war, it will always be there - our red land, which breeds green cotton plants and white cotton, and nurtures new generations of southerners .”

"Maybe our great cause will fail, maybe the Yankees will take over here, maybe they will brutally suppress and rule us, maybe for a while chaos and conflict will become the mainstream of society, hard work and kindness will no longer be rewarding, maybe in the future Everywhere we look is pain and despair, maybe our generation is doomed to grit our teeth and live."

"But chaos cannot be forever—order may be long overdue, but it will come. The new order will not be established exactly as the North wills it, for that would only mean chaos. Instead, it will still come from the South— Win the ultimate victory from the stoic, silent, yet immensely powerful Southerner. We may be changed, but we will not lose all. Truly great character, seemingly insignificant in disaster, will prove powerful in the end Precious. Things may change, but some things never change. Just as I am your mother, and you are my dearest daughter. I love you no matter what. Maybe we can't do things the same way—but Apart from compromising with the world, we still have our own persistence."

"Because only in this way, that part of the compromise is meaningful. We compromise not to live, but to live according to our own beliefs."