"It's no good to talk about people living a quiet life. They must

take action. Even if they can't find the goal of action, they must create it. Countless people are destined to fall into a quieter ending than mine. There are also countless people who silently fight against their own destiny. No one knows how many struggles are buried deep in people's hearts among the masses of people. It is generally believed that women are the most suitable to live in peace, but women's I feel the same as a man. Like their brothers, they need to bring their talents into play and show their strength. Women also have to face all the things that men have to experience under harsh conditions. There are also women with better conditions. For them, women should only make pudding, weave socks, play the piano or embroider bags, which may seem short-sighted and narrow-minded.

If they want to break the restrictions imposed on them by the customs, to do more things and learn more, but someone criticizes or ridicules them, it would be too foolish. " "When I am so alone, I often hear Grace Poole's laughter..." I think the pause here is abrupt. The sudden mention of Grace Poole can't help but disappoint people. The continuity was interrupted. I put the book next to Pride and Prejudice, and I will continue. People may say that the person who wrote those words is more talented than Jane Austen. But if you read this passage from beginning to end, notice the incoherence between the words, notice the anger, and people will understand that she can never fully express her talent. Her work is doomed to distortion. I think the pause here is somewhat abrupt. The sudden mention of Grace Poole can't help but disappoint people. The continuity was interrupted. I put the book next to Pride and Prejudice, and I will continue. People may say that the person who wrote those words is more talented than Jane Austen. But if you read this passage from beginning to end, notice the incoherence between the words, notice the anger, and people will understand that she can never fully express her talent. Her work is doomed to distortion. What should have been cool in writing was angry in writing. It should have been a clever pen, but it was silly. I should have shaped the role, but I wrote myself out. She is fighting against fate. What can she do except that she is obstructed and restrained everywhere, so that she left the world early? I can't help but let myself fall into a fantasy. What if Charlotte Bronte could have 300 pounds a year - but this silly girl sold the copyright of the novel for 1500 pounds at a time. What if I were more familiar with the colorful world, the vibrant city and place, more practical experiences, more contacts with people like her, and more people with different personalities. In her words, she not only spoke of her shortcomings as a novelist, but also spoke of the shortcomings of women in that era. No one knows better than her what she would have gained if she had not spent her talent looking into the distant fields and lonely longings, and if she had been allowed to experience, communicate and travel.

One of them, George Eliot, finally got rid of this situation after suffering. Although this is true, it is just a villa living in seclusion in St. John's Forest. Even if they settle there, they are still in the shadow of criticism. "I hope people can understand," she wrote. "If no one asks, I will never invite anyone to see me." Isn't it because she lived with a married man and committed a crime, and just looking at her, whether it was Mrs. Smith or anyone who came uninvited, would damage her virginity? Women must abide by social customs and be "isolated from the world". At the same time, on the other side of Europe, there was a man who lived happily with the gypsy girl or the lady, went to the battlefield and experienced a rich and colorful life at will. Later, when he began to write books, these became rare materials. If Tolstoy and an "isolated" married woman also live in seclusion in the monastery, and no matter how enlightening the moral lesson may be, I think he may not be able to write War and Peace.

"It's no good to talk about people living a quiet life. They must

take action. Even if they can't find the goal of action, they must create it. Countless people are destined to fall into a quieter ending than mine. There are also countless people who silently fight against their own destiny. No one knows how many struggles are buried deep in people's hearts among the masses of people. It is generally believed that women are the most suitable to live in peace, but women's I feel the same as a man. Like their brothers, they need to bring their talents into play and show their strength. Women also have to face all the things that men have to experience under harsh conditions. There are also women with better conditions. For them, women should only make pudding, weave socks, play the piano or embroider bags, which may seem short-sighted and narrow-minded.

If they want to break the restrictions imposed on them by the customs, to do more things and learn more, but someone criticizes or ridicules them, it would be too foolish. " "When I am so alone, I often hear Grace Poole's laughter..." I think the pause here is abrupt. The sudden mention of Grace Poole can't help but disappoint people. The continuity was interrupted. I put the book next to Pride and Prejudice, and I will continue. People may say that the person who wrote those words is more talented than Jane Austen. But if you read this passage from beginning to end, notice the incoherence between the words, notice the anger, and people will understand that she can never fully express her talent. Her work is doomed to distortion. I think the pause here is somewhat abrupt. The sudden mention of Grace Poole can't help but disappoint people. The continuity was interrupted. I put the book next to Pride and Prejudice, and I will continue. People may say that the person who wrote those words is more talented than Jane Austen. But if you read this passage from beginning to end, notice the incoherence between the words, notice the anger, and people will understand that she can never fully express her talent. Her work is doomed to distortion. What should have been cool in writing was angry in writing. It should have been a clever pen, but it was silly. I should have shaped the role, but I wrote myself out. She is fighting against fate. What can she do except that she is obstructed and restrained everywhere, so that she left the world early? I can't help but let myself fall into a fantasy. What if Charlotte Bronte could have 300 pounds a year - but this silly girl sold the copyright of the novel for 1500 pounds at a time. What if I were more familiar with the colorful world, the vibrant city and place, more practical experiences, more contacts with people like her, and more people with different personalities. In her words, she not only spoke of her shortcomings as a novelist, but also spoke of the shortcomings of women in that era. No one knows better than her what she would have gained if she had not spent her talent looking into the distant fields and lonely longings, and if she had been allowed to experience, communicate and travel.

One of them, George Eliot, finally got rid of this situation after suffering. Although this is true, it is just a villa living in seclusion in St. John's Forest. Even if they settle there, they are still in the shadow of criticism. "I hope people can understand," she wrote. "If no one asks, I will never invite anyone to see me." Isn't it because she lived with a married man and committed a crime, and just looking at her, whether it was Mrs. Smith or anyone who came uninvited, would damage her virginity? Women must abide by social customs and be "isolated from the world". At the same time, on the other side of Europe, there was a man who lived happily with the gypsy girl or the lady, went to the battlefield and experienced a rich and colorful life at will. Later, when he began to write books, these became rare materials. If Tolstoy and an "isolated" married woman also live in seclusion in the monastery, and no matter how enlightening the moral lesson may be, I think he may not be able to write War and Peace.