Nvr B Lost in Your Dram

——Aftr Rading <Madam Bovary>

Class ight Grad Two Sun Yang八班孙扬

I chos to rad th novl <Madam Bovary> this wintr vacation. I did not man to rad this on, bcaus th author is Gustav Flaubrt, a Frnchman, so th nglish vrsion can’t b th original. I think th purpos for which our nglish tachr wants us to rad th nglish novl is to lt us xprinc what is ral nglish. So rading a Frnch novl in nglish is th sam as rading an nglish novl in Chins. I rmmbr on sntnc in our nglish txtbook lik this: No mattr how wll a pom is translatd, somthing of th spirit of th original is lost. So is a novl. What a pity that I could not rad an nglish original!

I rad th gist of th story whn I was in primary school. It is a story of how a bautiful woman dis. Madam Bovary is bautiful but hr husband is not handsom and romantic. H is a doctor. H lovs his wif with all his hart, but h dos not know how to giv hr th kind of lov sh wants. Not bing satisfid, Madam Bovary starts to find a lovr who is both handsom and romantic. And sh finds Léon at last. Sh spnds all th mony hr fathr and hr husband giv hr on hr lovr, and livs th kind of lif sh has always dramd of, paying no attntion to th fact that all th popl in town rgard hr as a vampir. Happy days ar always short howvr. Léon lavs hr at last. And hr hart braks in pics. Thr is no othr way xcpt to di. What a pity that such a bautiful lady dis in such a way!

I hatd Madam Bovary so much whn I rad th gist many yars ago, bcaus Monsiur Bovary lovs hr so much but sh trats him in such a rud way in rturn, in spit of th fact that sh usd to study in th convnt. ach on in th marriag should fulfil th vows thy swor at th wdding crmony. On madam should b staunch to hr husband, no mattr how boring it is to b with him. Anyway h is th on you chos whn you want to gt marrid. That was th opinions I had at that tim.

But aftr rading th novl, I think Madam Bovary has hr own mbarrassmnts which ar hard to mntion, too. Monsiur Bovary only lovs hr bautiful and distinguishd apparanc. No on in this family cars about what sh thinks. No on asks about hr flings. No on wants to listn to hr aspirations. What a lonly lady! Th most important thing is that th lif aftr marriag dos not answr to hr dram. Th only fling sh has is disappointing. It is hard for a lady to bar.

vry girl has hr own dram, hr own idal marriag lif. Lt’s look at Madam Bovary’s dram. Whn sh was in th convnt, sh rad som novls. “Thy wr all lov, lovrs, swtharts, prscutd ladis fainting in lonly pavilions, postilions killd at vry stag, horss riddn to dath on vry pag, sombr forsts, hartachs , vows, sobs, tars and kisss, littl skiffs by moonlight, nightingals in shaky grovs, ‘gntlmn’ brav as lions, gntl as lambs, virtuous as no on vr was, always wll drssd, and wping lik fountains.”“Sh thought somtims that, aftr all, this was th happist tim of hr lif－th honymoon, as popl calld it. To tast th full swtnss of it, it would hav bn ncssary doubtlss to fly to thos lands with sonorous nams whr th days aftr marriag ar full of lazinss most suav. In post-chaiss bhind blu silkn curtains to rid slowly up stp roads, listning to th song of th postilion rchod by th mountains, along with th blls of goats and th muffld sound of a watrfall; at sunst on th shors of gulfs to brath in th prfum of lmon trs; thn in th vning on th villa trracs abov, hand in hand to look at th stars, making plans for th futur. It smd to hr that crtain placs on arth must bring forth happinss, as a plant pculiar to th soil that cannot thriv lswhr. Why could not sh lan ovr balconis in Swiss chalts, or nshrin hr mlancholy in a Scotch cottag, with a husband drssd in a black vlvt coat with long tails, and thin shos, a pointd hat and frills?”

Sh livs in th countrysid bfor sh gts marrid, and sh hats th boring days. Prhaps th disturbanc causd by th prsnc of Monsiur Bovary has sufficd to mak hr bliv that sh at last fls that wondrous passion which, till thn, lik a grat bird with ros-colord wings, hung in th splndor of th skis of posy; and now sh can not think that th calm in which sh livs is th happinss sh has dramd. So sh changs th fad lif by looking for a lovr.

W always talk about th powr of dram. W say that dram can b th light which lads us to th wondrland, th happy lif, th unknown shor. Whr thr ar drams, thr is progrss. But Madam Bovary’s dram is horribl. It lads hr to dath. Hr dram is not practical. It is impossibl to hav th kind of lif sh drams of, as th princss only livs in th fairy tal. To hav a dram is wondrful, but to wallow in on’s dram is dangrous, lik Madam Bovary. Thr is an old saying : th mor you hop, th mor disappointd you gt. Onc you wallow in you dram, you will b hurt painfully if your dram cannot com tru.

So ,frinds, kp your minds clar and nvr b lost in your dram.