In the history of European literature and art, there are always some extraordinary geniuses, such as poets Wei Erlun and Rambo? Neither fish nor fowl? When the love of love shocked people, Wilde repeated the same mistakes and went further, so that? Oscar? Wilde style? (Oscar Wilde type) has become a specific phrase in English. His prison swan song "From the Abyss" can not help but remind people of virtue? Confessions of Addicts written by Quincy, an opium addict. Quincy became a typical opium addict, while Wilde was a typical addict to same-sex love. ? Allen. With what? Neither fish nor fowl? It's only a hundred or two years away. Nowadays, drug abuse and homosexuality have long been commonplace in western countries, but it is not so much that these writers were born in the wrong era as that artists are always prone to go against his or her era.

Oscar Wilde accurately reflected on the artist's suitable lifestyle in From the Deep: enough time alone, not disturbed by the secular world, and several friends who understand each other spiritually. He mentioned again and again that his life as an artist was almost ruined because of Alfred's intervention. In those inspirational afternoons in the hotel, Alfred stayed there from lunch to dinner, chatting about boring topics, going to luxury restaurants with Wilde, and getting carried away under the aura of food, wine and Wilde's fame. However, even though Wilde was imprisoned for Alfred, even though From the Deep was full of painful words, Wilde was reunited with Alfred after he was released from prison. This is not so much the tenacity of love as the artist's retreat from old habits. ?

Wilde certainly changed this point in From the Abyss after experiencing great changes in his life? Ruthless? The image of. This long letter is the most emotional work. Of all Wilde's works, only this letter can let us see his innermost feelings. In his letters, Wilde is sometimes angry, sometimes sad, sometimes extremely confident, and sometimes talks like a mentor. Just like reading his plays, exciting epigrams can be read everywhere, but they are no longer amazing specious words, but more moving and convincing. ?

The soul in a cage is a naked soul. Heart is on ice, language is on fire. Hate him outside the prison? You have gone far among the flowers, and I have been deprived of the colorful and free world. ? He thinks Hyacinthus is shallow, and? Nothing is worse than shallowness? . It was he who dragged himself into terrible mediocrity and made himself unwilling to create. He loved him, spent countless money and time on him, and sacrificed the most precious art.