The love in "Wuthering Heights" is mainly the love between Heathcliff and Catherine. Many people think this kind of love is extremely perverted and too selfish. But they forget that love is inherently selfish.

When you promise love to someone, you will inevitably bring harm to the other person. Heathcliff and Catherine grew up together freely, but the huge differences in reality caused them to eventually part ways. Catherine knew that she was in love with Heathcliff, but she could not get rid of her yearning for the luxury of high-level society and the temptation of the ball. Eventually she married Lincoln.

Heathcliff left Catherine after she got married. After he became rich, he came back to take back everything that belonged to him. His dignity and His love.

Although his methods may be a bit excessive, it is precisely because of the flames of love in his heart that he keeps "tossing". He did all this just to attract Catherine's attention and to win back her love.

In the end Catherine died. When they were dying, their expression of love was crazy and extreme. It is this kind of love that is on the verge of destruction that Heathcliff can no longer let go.

His world has been nothing but memories since then. However, the children he saw in the next generation were, in his eyes, phantoms of the people he had hated before. He refused to give up.

Their love is not a trickle, but a wave of the ocean. Only when they collide fiercely and tear apart each other's wounds can love emerge gurglingly.

In that era, in an era of severe polarization in capitalism, what else could there be besides bloody accusations?

I have read this book twice and watched the movie dozens of times. I fell in love with this book the first time I read it. Ms. Yang Yi translated very well. Whenever I read the book, I feel like I am in Wuthering Heights, standing in the corner and watching their love, intense and dissipating.

Original. Signature: Anyu