I still remember that when I went to the bookstore, I saw the four words “Cien años de soledad”, which gave me a huge tremor in my heart. It felt like something prompted me to read it. Others have mentioned the book before, saying it is a classic and worth reading. But what really pushed me to understand it was the longing and loneliness in my heart, perhaps because of the special experience of that time.
What is loneliness? What kind of feeling is loneliness? Only experience can say clear. Loneliness is not a person, loneliness is hidden in the bottom of my heart, once triggered, even in the hustle and bustle, but also the kind of boundless lonely. For me, loneliness is like drinking a cup of cold water, and then spend a long time, one by one flow into tears; Like appreciating a cruel beauty, and then with a very small voice, tell yourself strong face; Like tossing and turning at night, the soul is imprisoned in the so-called cage, never escape. The loneliness in the heart can not be solved with company, most of the time can only rely on their own to heal, some people can quickly come out, but some people need a lifetime.
“Cien años de soledad” is full of unspeakable loneliness. In the course of one hundred years, the ancestor Jose Arcadio Buendia is lonely, and his loneliness is his difference, a kind of thought and behavior that ordinary people cannot understand. After going too far out in the ideal world, what has been done cannot be undone, and finally he leaves the real world with a mad attitude. Great people are lonely, to learn to live with loneliness, if in modern times, he may be Einstein, Edison, his unimaginative, his fantastical, no scientist in the mind of the gate opened is not the same as him, he is the creator, opened Macondo, started the Buendia family journey of 100 years. Jose Arcadio’s loneliness is the loneliness of losing the direction of life, which is the loneliness of the vast majority of people, in the busy at a loss, caught in a blank boredom, with alcohol, drugs, passion to kill the boring time, this kind of loneliness like a grain of sand lost in the endless ocean, drift, do not know what to do. Jose Arcadio was a savage madman, and without the support of the mind, the body would be just a “straw bag”.
“Wherever you go, you should remember that the past is false, that memory is an endless road, that all previous springs are gone, and that even the toughest and wildest love is, after all, a fleeting reality,” Marquez writes. The past is false, memories are just a life of emptiness, all, in the final analysis, but is an illusion, memories without memory. Each and every one of us is a lonely ghost, roaring a sadness that no one hears.
In the absence of external records to refer to, even the contours of their own lives have lost their edges. I don’t know if that’s what the author meant, but it’s the most authentic feeling I’ve ever read. Most of the things described in the book are dark, which is why I like this book. I think the author must have seen through everything in life and already understood that loneliness is the norm. This also coincides with a sentence I once wrote: “Sadness is the nature of poets, and loneliness is the poet’s most beautiful companion.”
To tell the truth, at the beginning of contact with this book, it seemed very difficult for me, sometimes only two days to read more than 20 pages, need to understand word by word, when really read this book, the heart will have a strong resonance. The book put forward a lot of propositions worth pondering, even can be said to open my thinking about life, for the existence of the real meaning of the question and pursuit of life. Sometimes, often in the middle of the night sleepless, will feel that kind of loneliness has infiltrated into the bones, immersed in the blood, into the soul.
I was deeply affected by the loneliness that the author buried in the story, and I was overwhelmed by the impact. The Buendia family in one hundred years, from the first generation to explore their home, crazy and tied to a tree, to the last generation to be eaten by ants and swept away by hurricanes, strange and strange things, the rise and fall of the family, with the Buendia family history of one hundred years to interpret the history of freedom and liberation in Latin America, Marquez with his unique perspective and writing techniques to tell people that there was once a forgotten lonely place in the world.
Desire is what destroyed the Buendia family, and the human race. Desire burns the Buendia family, and behind the desire is the unending loneliness, which runs through the hundred-year history of the Buendia family like a dark undercurrent. The Arcatinos represented the wild, the wild, the strong, the reckless, and the hard-partying. They enjoy the wine, the food, the women, after wave after wave of sexual fatigue, see their own deep loneliness and desolation, this is the struggle of the Arcatinos against loneliness, but they are no different from the end of Colonel Aureliano and his descendants, the lonely death.
“Life once had all the brilliant, after all, need to use loneliness to repay.” This is also the end of the last chapter of One Hundred Years of Solitude, “A violent tornado roared through Macondo as Aureliano read the last sentence of the scroll, uprooting the village and disappearing into the earth, because families destined to endure one hundred years of solitude will not have a second chance to appear on earth……”
Looking back on the road we have traveled, the parents who raised us as children are no longer with us, the friends we played with in junior high school have already quit the theater of our lives, and even the bestie friends in high school are also quietly fading away, as if the stage of life is only for us. In the central point of life, let the passage of time, only our own tears, the sense of loneliness will never leave the soul and exist, and loneliness is the only outlet of loneliness.
I like reading this book best when it’s raining and late at night, because that’s the only time I can really be myself. Only when the noise of the world has subsided, only when everything has fallen asleep, will I face all the true feelings in my heart. We seem to be laughing in the crowd, but we don’t know when it’s true and when it’s false. When everyone is gone, so the glory days are gone with the wind, leaving only loneliness.
Rebecca’s “privilege of solitude” in her old age, Amaranda’s veil of black hands that remained unremoved until her death, the years when so many Aurelianos lived alone in the cottage of Melchiades… And the doomed solitude of the Buendia family, rooted in their devotion to their roots. They are unique and have different ideas. Neither of them could understand each other, but they clung to their own obsession to death, so to speak, they chose to be alone. All his life adhere to a dream, adhere to a principle, never look back on this barren road, this is what a cavity solitary courage! This is the reason why they have never been free from loneliness, and it also explains why, in the real world, we often feel lonely when we are striving for our goals.
But whether Amaranda is tormented by loneliness, Colonel Aureliano looks down on it, or the beautiful Meredith enjoys it, every bit of the family’s obsession does nothing to make “One Hundred Years of Solitude” any less tragic. In terms of humanity, when Amaranda asked Ursula in her old age where the worm was, she pointed a finger at her heart, which she had guarded to death, but which had been eaten away by the moth. This admirable stick, twisted into a stubborn; The doomed hundred years of solitude became a fruitless refuge for people to explore as they entered the future.
The repetition of names throughout the family can be confusing, even confusing. But careful study, just know the author’s intention, loneliness is actually a kind of repetition and continuation, everyone’s life is a kind of fate, life struggle, life escape.
As said in the book, “Loneliness is a lifelong companion and an established fact. Instead of denying it, fighting it, and avoiding it unnecessarily, it is better to accept it. Let it protect you in the crowded crowd, let it accompany you to have breakfast on Saturday morning, and sort out the sunshine…” . Everyone is a boat, floating in this world, so we suffer, also because of survival. Ursula is the only one in the family who has witnessed the rise and fall, and she is, rather, the loneliest, watching the people closest to her life go one by one. But she did not give up her life because of this, and still gathered up the courage to support the whole family. That’s the only hope I see in the book.
Perhaps, the author wants to tell us through her, don’t abandon armor because of fear of loneliness, sometimes, life is worth, those will eventually dissipate the glory of the past is also worth. Since we are destined to live with it, we should accept it. Sometimes loneliness can actually help us see ourselves more clearly and help us get to where we want to be. Not to wait for the flower has become a cup, time swallowed Mokenai. As the so-called “Cien años de soledad”, loneliness is not, is part of the soul, if no one with you at dusk, why not spend the rest of your life with loneliness.
