Anna herself was a little hesitant.
The reason why she did not serve as a judge for the Singapore Biennale is not difficult to guess. Naturally, it was because of her unwillingness to be both a contestant and a judge.
But Anna Elena is indeed a little hesitant about her schedule for next month, and she has not yet made up her mind.
Hesitation is an emotion that rarely appears in Miss Elena.
Not only in the eyes of others.
Even Anna herself, she used to think that the entanglement of wandering around was destined to have nothing to do with her.
What if the few family memories of getting along with her parents when she was young left any habit marks on Anna’s body.
That is decisiveness when faced with a choice.
Her father is a very, very decisive person.
From playing bridge with friends at the club, to facing the wooing between different candidates within the party.
There was never any confusion or hesitation on his face.
Not even a second.
When her father once held her in his arms while riding a horse with his staff, he jokingly called this "aleaiactaest", a "family talent" without hesitation.
aleaiactaest is a Latin proverb.
When faced with choices, there are only two outcomes: good choices and bad choices.
Hesitation and not making a choice are often the worst answers.
Thoughtful thinking is necessary, but careful thinking does not mean that you can become forward-looking and indecisive.
Great decision makers are often decisive decision makers.
Two thousand years ago, when Gaius Julius Caesar faced the surging waters of the Rubicon River, he had the province of Gaul under his feet, and the road leading directly to Rome on the other side of the river.
The 13th Army Corps formed a marching formation on the river bank behind him.
The entire empire is waiting for his choice.
If he chooses to retreat, it means that the conflicts with the Senate and Pompeii may still have room for negotiation.
If his legions set foot on the other side of the river, it would mean the official outbreak of civil war.
Till death.
Otherwise, we can fight all the way to Rome, to Greece, to the ends of the earth, and sit on the top of power as the master of the empire. Otherwise, he would die on this road and be decapitated as a traitor to the country and an enemy of the whole people, and be despised by everyone.
The fate of the empire and Caesar's personal destiny were shrouded in the thick night on the other side of the Rubicon.
No one knows what Caesar was thinking at that moment.
Historians only record that on this crucial night that determined Western history, Caesar stood quietly by the river for a moment and then uttered this famous Latin proverb - "aleaiactaest (at this moment, the dice has been thrown)" and ordered the entire army to cross the river.
Caesar quickly occupied Rome, but in the three decisive battles with Pompeii, during the Battle of Gerachium After losing twice in a row, morale almost collapsed. It was not until the later Battle of Fasalu that the victory was finally established.
Few politicians can do nothing but do this for the rest of their lives. The right choice.
Mistakes are inevitable.
To be a successful politician, it is important to have convincing strength and a firm leadership temperament. Be able to cast the dice of fate fearlessly, and make people believe that they can follow you unwaveringly across the Rubicon River, across the Granicus River, and follow you to the end of the world.
How can a person who spends a long time worrying about whether to put jam on the bread in the morning create in him the power to "believe" and make people want to follow him?
Political circles and On the battlefield, everything is changing rapidly.
My father also joked that people like Nelson Rockefeller, who came from the Rockefeller family, were too shrewd. When studying political decisions, they would hold meetings with the shareholders of the Eurostar train company to study trains. The timetable is the same, and every penny of careful calculation must be taken advantage of.
Study, study, want this and that, half-heartedness is not enough.
While waiting on the sidelines, I let the precious campaign opportunity slip away.
That’s why I was stuck in the position of vice president by Nixon all my life. .
Miss Elena didn’t realize it until today.
On many occasions, she made decisions without thinking.
Otherwise. Your body already knows the answer subconsciously, or it may be because it's not important enough to you.
Even if it's something like spreading jam on bread in the morning.
If controlling your sugar intake and enjoying the pleasure of food are both important to you, then whether or not you show it on your face, There should be a little tangle in my heart, but I still have a little tangle.
Whether to go to the "Singapore Biennale" or the "New York Art Fair" is this kind of thing. Trouble, I haven't made up my mind yet.
The reason for this confusion is naturally not because the New York Art Fair is more shining.
That's not an important thing. p>
If she wanted to, she could be on a stage where stars shine all her life, but this kind of life made her feel bored and tired.
If she didn't have the light shining on her, She felt the warmth and resonance. It made no difference to her whether there was a long night of stars or not.
The little prince was filled with stars day after day.Staring at the asteroid B612, which is the size of a small house.
Because only on this asteroid can his roses and stars grow.
It doesn’t matter how many stars shine at the New York Art Fair.
Although Larry Gagosian called her enthusiastically and told her that the gallery had invested millions of dollars in carefully preparing the booth for this New York Art Fair, promising that it would be "unprecedented." something".
Compared to going to New York to see the so-called "unprecedented things".
She still thinks it is more important to go to the Singapore Biennale to see how Detective Cat really makes her first shot in the serious art world.
On the other hand.
Anna is also a very ritualistic girl.
She secured a spot for Detective Cat to be a special exhibitor at the Lion City Biennale, coordinated the matter of joining Jane Arnold’s illustration studio, and also arranged the themes and creations of paintings to participate in the exhibition. direction.
But we are waiting for the eve of the Singapore Biennale.
Miss Elena hesitated.
"It's still a little too hasty." Anna sipped her waffle, and this thought came to her mind, "It's not the drawing method that Detective Cat is best at."
"It may not win the grand prize. This is not the best work of Detective Cat. It is not the best way for us to meet."
She bit her lip.
When my aunt was ill, in the advanced stages, she rarely let anyone accompany her except for the nursing staff, even Miss Anna.
It is difficult for people to remain graceful in the face of illness.
Some cancer patients are like dying fish every day, gasping for air with great difficulty. There are also cancer patients whose excrement will even flow out of their esophagus uncontrollably.
Maybe the rich can enjoy better treatment conditions, but when life reaches a certain stage, death will always follow everyone. With every breath they took, they could feel the endless chill in their chests as the eternal night was approaching.
It is the unique flavor of fear.
This taste is full of the unique cruelty of life, and also full of the unique fairness of life.
It doesn’t matter whether you are a billionaire, a household name, or a beggar lying in an almshouse.
Wealth may allow you to hire a gentle and beautiful young girl to insert a urinary catheter and wipe your butt, but it cannot dilute this fear.
A beggar with nothing may be more calm when facing death than a rich man surrounded by caregivers.
Perhaps...Only a truly firm belief in the world, or some absolutely lofty spirit and ideal, can make people have the nobility to look down on life and death. This is an extremely difficult thing.
Anna knows that her aunt is a very strong woman, but as a generationAt the end of her life, a wealthy, upper-class lady who had never had to endure any hardships might still be afraid deep down in her heart.
But she has never shown this in front of herself.
Anna was only allowed to visit her aunt in the intensive care unit on a regular basis. At first it was once a day, then it became once every two days, once every three days, and soon it became once a week. .
The visiting time has also been reduced from an hour at the beginning to the time for a cup of tea at the end.
But every visit.
My aunt will dress up beautifully, put on a bright yellow robe for drinking afternoon tea, do not need any caregivers to accompany her, prepare some snacks, and talk to Anna like a normal person. Talk about what happened at school, and even talk about celebrity gossip that has been hotly discussed on the Internet recently.
Compared to aunt.
Looking at her mental state, Anna is the one who is more uncomfortable, entangled, and fearful, like a seriously ill patient.
Her face is always filled with sadness.
Ordinary families may feel the affection of their children. The adults hold their children and cry silently together. There is an atmosphere of warmth and sadness in the air.
But my aunt lost her temper over this.
"Miss Anna Elena! You didn't even bring your hat with you when you came in today. I taught you the rules of being invited to afternoon tea, right." The aunt read her full name, "Are you here to pity me? Did I allow you to come over and pity me? If so, then I don't want to see you here. Please leave immediately. I don't want the last time of my life to be wasted on On the matter of being pitied."
Maybe he was a little scared when he saw Anna.
The aunt's voice finally softened.
She sighed quietly and patted Anna's leg gently: "Anna, if you truly love someone and are willing to respect her from the bottom of your heart, then you have to believe that you will respect her. For me, what I really want to see is to show the most beautiful, elegant and beautiful side in front of you like a peacock with its wings spread out, not the other way around."
"Sometimes, Life requires companionship. Sometimes, true love requires proper avoidance." Her aunt winked at her.
Two weeks later.
During one visit, my aunt fell out of her chair.
The equipment started beeping and alarming (at that time, even a short visit required various tubes and injection needles to be inserted with you), and doctors began to pour in from outside the door to help my aunt. Wear an oxygen mask and inject various medicines urgently.
That moment.
A strong intuition came to Anna's heart.
Premonition or enlightenment.
She understood very clearly that this would be the last time in her life to see her aunt and the last time she saw her last kind elder.
She stared quietly at the woman surrounded by doctors and nurses, and at the bright yellow figures surrounded by white and blue robes.
Auntie was also looking at her with her eyes.
The doctor said that she was already on her deathbed at that time, but Anna believed that her aunt was still conscious at that moment.
For the first time, she saw fear, confusion, and reluctance in the eyes of such a strong woman... and saw countless fragile emotions flowing through her body.
The eyes may be the last thing with vitality on her body.
Anna walked over.
I want to hold my aunt’s hand.
But she stopped him with her eyes.
"Anna, it's time, you have to leave."
The woman ordered with her eyes.
"Let me stay with you, please, just stay for a little while." She was almost begging.
"Miss Anna Elena, I need you to leave, now."
This is what Anna read in her aunt's eyes, and it was also the last thing her aunt taught her in her life. One thing.
It was two o'clock in the morning that night.
My aunt passed away.
Walking to the waiting room, it was Sir Brown who informed Anna of the news.
It’s hard to believe that at the last moment of her life, her aunt’s “power of attorney for medical treatment” allowed Sir Brown to be by her side. It was also Brown who delivered the eulogy on behalf of the Elena family at the funeral. Jazz.
That moment.
Moist tears were flashing in the other party's eyes.
Anna doesn’t think they are the hypocritical tears of crocodiles. Now the power struggle between Sir Brown and the Irina family is getting close to intense, but to this day, Anna still believes that the relationship between Sir Brown and her aunt There is real friendship between us.
The two are not contradictory.
Or rather.
Human beings are inherently contradictory creatures.
Sir Brown bent down, hugged Anna, and whispered in her ear that day.
"Don't blame her, she just doesn't want some things to leave a bad impression in your mind. She hopes that in Anna's heart, she will always be strong and brave."
"There are always some unsatisfactory things in a person's life that he wants to face by himself. Death is one of them."
My aunt hopes.
The meeting and farewell between her and Anna were beautiful enough.
Aunt's farewell and Detective Cat's painting exhibition, although there are definitely many differences between these two things from beginning to end.
But there are also similar parts.
For Mr. Sloth, as the agent of Detective Cat, the Singapore Biennale is an extremely rare opportunity. Even if it is just to refresh his resume, it is still worth going.
Let’s talk again.
Painting with Detective CatAbility, not to mention big awards, just relying on her line skills, without the influence of off-site factors, it should not be difficult to win one or two peripheral awards.
But for the part of the body that is Anna Elena.
She hopes that by attending Detective Cat’s art exhibition for the first time in her life, she can see the most dazzling scene of him.
She hopes to see her opponent defeat all opponents and win the highest award at the festival.
It’s not a pen award, a creativity award, or a silver or bronze award.
But the only winner.
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