Rimbaud's girl

When Arthur talked about this matter to Vitaly, he was very understated, but he described it in great detail: how the blade pierced Verlaine's palm, and he could even feel the nuances of the blade piercing the skin and muscles; With great strength, it seemed that all his hatred was poured into the tip of the knife; he knew that this was a dangerous thing, but he didn't care so much!

Vitaly didn't ask "And then", or "Where is Verlaine", she sat at the table, silently filled the pipe with tobacco, lit a match, lit the tobacco, and handed him the pipe.

Arthur smoked for a while, and his muscles slowly eased from tension.

Vitaly was thinking about their relationship.This is probably the most violent thing this pure young man can do. Whether he loves Verlaine or not, he will definitely feel that his heart has been hurt—he is not the most important thing in the other party—so he let the other party’s body suffer a little bit. , was his way of venting; Verlaine might or might not give up on him, but at least it would be some time before he came to him.

What she has to do now is to continue to brainwash Arthur.

It was normal for him to want an older male who was like a father and brother to guide him; but it was definitely not normal if the other party took advantage of his physical body.Arthur's problem was that he didn't know what Verlaine did wrong, and he never considered that Verlaine had a wife and son; as for Verlaine, heh, he was a scumbag.

Think about it, too, a 21-year-old boy in the 17st century can't understand everything, let alone a 19-year-old boy in the 17th century.

They were in the hotel where Vitaly was staying.

"Where's uncle?" Arthur just remembered.

"He went out drinking."

"Where do you want to go? I'll take you there."

"Can I go to the Louvre?"

"Yes. The Louvre is open 4 days a week. Many people copy it inside. I'll take you to see it."

"Didn't the Louvre burn down?"

"It's only burned to a point and it's been repaired."

"What about the Tuileries?"

"Totally ruined. The government doesn't want to rebuild the Tuileries, probably because it doesn't want to remember the Emperor." The emperor meant Napoleon III.

"Where is the emperor's family now?"

"in London."

After the emperor was ousted, he took some courtiers and nobles in the court to exile in England; after the Paris Commune, many French went to the countries across the strait.The Oran family may also be one of these two groups.

However, from Vitaly's point of view, that was too far away and had nothing to do with her.

Arthur didn't go back to his small apartment, but took another room in the hotel, and slept indiscriminately all night.

The next morning, the brothers and sisters happily went to the Louvre wearing new clothes.

Arthur got acquainted with some young literary and artistic youths, and one of them happened to be copying a portrait of Da Vinci in the Louvre today.Vitaly took a look, hi!Isn't this the famous "Mona Lisa" in later generations?

But in this era, the "Mona Lisa" is just an inconspicuous portrait of a character in the Louvre. It is not famous and has few visitors.

Thinking of the dramatic and ironic "famous" process of "Mona Lisa", Vitaly has always suspected that the theft was a good show directed and performed by a big Da Vinci collector. , the prices of Da Vinci's paintings soared, and the "Mona Lisa" became one of the treasures of the Louvre Museum.

Arthur introduced her to the young man, Jean-Louis Faurin, who had just turned twenty and was studying painting in Paris.Fran also knew Verlaine, and they were often together, taking walks and drinking. Arthur sometimes accompanied Fran to the Louvre to make copies, but he himself was not interested in painting, and he didn't think much of those masterpieces.

Arthur got acquainted with some lesser-known painters in Paris, and someone painted him a portrait, but Arthur didn't care much about it, and never asked the painter for his portrait.Vitaly chatted with Foran for a while, and asked him who he learned to draw from for several years, and even drew a sketch of Arthur casually.She has learned a little drawing and sketching, but no formal painting.

Fran thought that she could grasp the characteristics of characters without the guidance of a famous teacher, and she was very talented in painting, so she asked her if she would like to stay in Paris to study painting.

"Learning to paint?" This was a direction she had never thought about.

"Look, the cost of learning to paint is not that big. The most expensive thing is paint and canvas. Then find a teacher who can point out your shortcomings. The most common painter can sell a sketch for twenty francs. It takes less than an hour to complete, as long as you can sell two or three avatars a day, it is enough for you to live a good life in Paris."

It's very tempting, but considering how many years it takes before becoming a teacher, it's not cost-effective.Paris is the capital of art, and there are young people who come to study painting everywhere, and everyone wants to become famous overnight.

Of course, it's mostly men.It's not that there are no female painters, it's just that they are very rare, so rare that it is difficult to find a name for an example.

Fran then packed his easel and brushes, and wandered around the Louvre with the Rimbaud brothers and sisters for more than an hour.Arthur doesn't understand painting, but Fran can tell the truth about some classic masterpieces in the Louvre: author, age, canvas, paint, style, and painting experience. Although they are all entry-level knowledge, what he said is quite Interesting and a good tour guide.

Fu Lan has not yet graduated from school, the teacher is not well-known, and his life is average.There was something of the vivaciousness of a "Parisian urchin" about him, unlike Arthur's "rough boy of the Ardennes," but a resemblance of the hard-hearted teenage cynicism of both.Contrary to Vitaly's expectation, Arthur and Foran actually have a good relationship, maybe there is a sense of sympathy for each other?

After coming out of the Louvre, it was already noon, and Foran proposed to go to a nice restaurant for dinner, obviously to grab a meal.Arthur said he had no money, and Vitaly was the little rich man.Forlan smiled and said that he could take her around Paris.

She thought that although she had been to Paris twice, she came and went in a hurry, so she really didn't have a good time.This time, I originally planned to stay for a few more days to completely solve the problems of Arthur and Verlaine before returning to Charleville.Young people like Folan always know where the fun is.

When we arrived at the restaurant, the environment and service were really good, quite high-end; the price of the dishes was not cheap, and it cost more than 50 francs for three people.

Arthur didn't think this meal was expensive, he really had seen the world.

Vitaly is quite stingy at home, if she can spend her own money, she will never spend it herself; but in Paris, what she wants is that style, regardless of whether she has money in her pocket, what she wants is a calmness that has seen the big world.

In short, it is necessary to be able to pretend.

A good lunch at 50 francs, oysters, fish, a small plate of roast meat, a fruit salad and a decent bottle of red wine.All three were very satisfied.

Fran asked them where they wanted to go in the afternoon, and accompanied them back to the hotel, put down their easels, brushes and paints, and the three of them wandered around the Champs-Elysées in the afternoon.It's good for Fulan to be a tour guide. He speaks quickly and is familiar with the shops on the Champs-Elysées. The three of them are dressed in general, but because they are all good-looking and have good posture, they are not looked down upon by the shop assistants. look up.

In particular, Vitaly has the airs of a "upstart from the provinces" and is very good at bluffing people. She has visited many stores but bought nothing.Of course, the reason is still too expensive. She has some money, but she can't buy many things on the Champs Elysees.

After playing outside all day, I ate dinner in the hotel restaurant and called Uncle Felix.Fran followed suit for dinner, went upstairs to Arthur's room to brag for a while, and left after 9 o'clock in the evening.

Before leaving, he asked Arthur, "Mrs. Nina's house has a salon party tomorrow night, will you go?"

Arthur hesitated. "They probably don't welcome me."

Fran laughed, "Yeah, you almost hurt Kalya, they think you are a little lunatic."

Vitaly asked, "What is it?"

Arthur hurriedly said, "It's nothing, Fran, you should go."

"Karya? I remember he was the photographer who took your pictures, and he's also a painter, isn't he?"

"No, he is—he founded a magazine and is the president of the magazine. But that magazine has been seized."

I get it, it's probably a progressive magazine.

"You and him—what happened?"

"It's nothing, it's just..." He was a little embarrassed, but he found it very interesting, and smiled sarcastically, "It's him who wants to say something nice to someone who wrote nonsense 'poetry', I think he's a bit stupid."

"And then?" Vitaly asked.

"Then—there is a thin sword in Verlaine's cane, and I am like this," he gestured, vividly reproducing his actions at that time, "I may have scratched Kalya, they all think I am a little 'crazy' .” He said nonchalantly.

"Calja is a friend of Verlaine, isn't she?"

"Correct."

"Are they blaming you for your 'madness', or are they blaming Verlaine for bringing you to Paris?"

"Both. I don't really care about that."

Vitaly was tired, "You have to know that all the people you met in Paris were Verlaine's friends. You came to Paris to meet celebrities in the Parisian literary and art circles and to become famous. Why didn't Verlaine stop your nonsense? Have you thought about it?" ?"

Arthur froze, "What do you mean?"

"Let's put it this way, Verlaine must say, you are you, you don't need to change your nature, your true nature, right?"

He thought for a while, "Yes."

"He never said, 'You shouldn't do this', 'You shouldn't do that,' right?"

"He didn't say that."

"He pampers you, even encourages your indulgence, doesn't he?"

"really."

"That's why you feel that he listens to you carefully and understands you completely, right?"

"Why—" he became uneasy, walking up and down the room, "you mean, he did it on purpose?"

"Let's talk about an important concept first: Do you need to abide by the basic norms of society if you live in this world?"

"It depends."

"You can't kill, if the other party doesn't cause you any harm, right or wrong?"

"Correct."

"Everyone abides by social norms and laws to ensure that you, a small 'person', can obtain your basic human rights, right or wrong?"

Arthur looked at her in surprise, "What did you learn at Mr. Pierre's house!"

"Learned dialectical materialism."

"what?"

"Answer question."

"Oh—you're right, but..." Arthur frowned, he was a little confused, and felt that his sister was different from the one he remembered.Perhaps, when he was not at home, the younger sister had grown up quickly. "I can't say -->>

, I hope to be able to live a kind, a carefree life without thinking about money, status, and the gap between people.I will be with whoever I like, and I don't have to think about other things.Worldly trifles will make people lose that 'psychic' temperament.By that time, I will be finished, all finished! "

"Are you talking about yourself, or are you talking about you and Verlaine?"

"Don't mention that coward!" He said angrily, "You are right, you are such a smart girl, I may not love him, but since he said he loves me, how can he still love Mathilde?"

Vitaly raised her forehead again: What's the point of this guy?

"You idiot!" she scolded him fiercely, "what have you put yourself to? Are you competing with Mathilde for the 'favor' of a coward? You should be ashamed to be compared with a coward, okay? He is only a few years older than you and famous earlier than you. If you are famous, you must be more famous than him! You don’t need to use the chaotic love between you and the social rules as the ignition of creation** media," she used a long, complicated sentence before concluding, "He doesn't deserve it, and you don't need it."

Arthur couldn't help laughing, "He doesn't deserve it?"

"Yes, he is not worthy!"

That night, Arthur still spent the night in the hotel.

After Vitaly returned to her room, she thought a lot.

The fact that Arthur hurt Verlaine's palm didn't necessarily hurt the relationship between the two of them.She is not very willing to use "love" to define their relationship. In her opinion, the relationship between them is unequal, and there is no such thing as "comfortable love".Judging from some vague accounts of Arthur, Verlaine fell in love with him at first sight. It may be the "lost lamb" temperament in Arthur that attracted Verlaine, or it may be something else, but no matter what, this forbidden love never It was unequal from the start.

She didn't want Arthur to be hurt. The passionate forbidden love would be passed on to future generations, but it also burned his creative passion prematurely.She couldn't say whether it was a good thing for Rimbaud to close his pen early. After all, countless people in the future would like to know whether the uninhibited genius boy gave up literature at the age of 19 because of his vigorous love with Verlaine. Creation has become a prodigal son who travels all over the world.Would Arthur still be so famous if he had been one of the little circle of poets in Paris?

After all, geniuses who die young are "true geniuses". Only those who are good at tossing and have a rough life experience are likely to last forever and fascinate people infinitely, such as Edgar Allan Poe and Vincent van Gogh.

Paul Verlaine would go to Madame Nina's salon.

When Fran broke the news, Vitaly immediately decided that she would also bring her brother to the salon that night.

"Can I go?" she asked.

"You need a reference."

"Can you be my referral?"

"Probably."

"I thought salons were open to anyone."

Fran smiled. "Sometimes yes, but if you don't know anyone, why bother?"

"I know you."

Fulan laughed loudly and nodded repeatedly, "That's right!"

"Can Arthur go too?"

Fran showed embarrassment, and lowered his voice, "You know, last time he had a bad fight with Kalya."

"I can apologize to him, it was Arthur's fault."

Fran glanced at Arthur, "Will Arthur apologize?"

"He will."

Arthur was taken aback, saw Vitaly glaring at him, and immediately said, "I can apologize to Kalya." Hi!His little pride always dissipated quickly when he met his younger sister.

Fran smiled secretly, "Okay, we can go together. I'll rent a better carriage."

The Villars.

Literary and artistic salons have always been a fashionable thing in Paris. Nobles have balls, and literary and artistic youths have salons. Each has its own place to go.

For the hostess, Mrs. Nina, gathering a group of people in the literary and art circles who are used to high-spirited speeches at home is a very compelling thing. There are many salons like Paris, and everyone always has a place to go.

Good wine and food, as well as interesting guests, are the best way to pass the boring time of the evening.

Vitaly arrived not too early.

Fran said, you can't go too early or too late, the person who goes early always has a better relationship with the host; if you don't know the hostess well, it's better to be later, so as not to look like you Just for the free wine.

Fu Lan is like the kind of regular customer who specializes in eating and drinking at various banquets and parties in later generations. He is familiar with himself, thick-skinned, and slippery.

This kind of person can get along like a fish in water, and won't be stage fright on any occasion.

In order to wear men's clothes or women's clothes, Vitaly hesitated for a long time.People always underestimate children, let alone "girls", even Arthur, sometimes can't help but bring out contempt for women.This is the norm in society, and it may take until she is rich, or famous, to crack this situation.

In the end, I chose a women's dress.

Kalya and Verlaine had already arrived, and they talked together. Fran pointed out to Vitaly, "Look, that's Verlaine, have you seen him? The one next to him is Kalya."

Vitaly had seen Verlaine, but not Kalya.Karja was a few years older than Verlaine, with a dashing beard, and looked quite artistic.

Those who engage in literature and art are not too ugly, at least they have to be decent in appearance so as not to affect the appearance of the city.It's just that Verlaine was bald before he was old, but he looked older than Kalya.

Vitaly now dislikes Verlaine very much, and she finds his baldness even more distasteful.

"Let's go, let's apologize to Kalya first." She pulled Arthur and walked towards Kalya.

Vitaly has a sweet mouth and a very sincere apology. Kalya can't say that she won't forgive a 17-year-old reckless and rough boy even if she is beaten to death, can she?I had no choice but to express to Vitaly that Mr. Rimbaud could be forgiven.

Arthur then apologized to Kalya.

He should really apologize, Kalya took two photos of him, one was taken shortly after he arrived in Paris in early October, and Kalya took another photo of Arthur at the end of November.Both photos were very well taken and everyone in the Rimbaud family loved them.

Vitaly was bragging about it, and Kalya suddenly found out that he made an appointment with her for some reason, and she went to his studio to take pictures the day after tomorrow.

At this moment, Kalya was really no longer angry with Arthur, and felt that if Vitaly stayed with Arthur in Paris, their small group would still be able to accept Arthur as one of them.

Later, some people began to read their own poems, and others began to improvise.

Verlaine was surprised to see that rebellious and wild boy actually honestly apologized to Kalya, and thought he was wrong.

And the girl from the Rimbaud's family didn't give him any good looks at all, so he wasn't very surprised.The little girl Vitaly has always clearly shown that she hates him, from facial expressions to body language, he is not stupid, of course it is easy to see.

Arthur took care of Vitaly very carefully, brought her small snacks, didn't let her drink, and didn't drink a few glasses of wine himself, acting like a good brother.

When it came time to improvise poems, the hostess decided on a theme and asked for poems with exotic Egyptian or Far Eastern flavors. Several poets showed their talents one after another. Listening to those people reciting their poems, Vitaly felt that they were not good enough.

Wondering, she whispered to Arthur, "There's only so--bad poetry they can write?" Pretentious, artificial, raw, uninteresting.

Arthur snickered, "Yeah. Trust me, it's not the worst."

"My God!" she exclaimed softly.

Verlaine suddenly said beside him, "Do you know what 'not too bad' poetry is?"

The Rimbaud siblings frowned and glanced at him together.

Vitaly glanced at Arthur. "Good poetry should make people happy."

"You must not like Flowers of Evil."

"What is that? I haven't seen it. I haven't learned it yet." Vitaly looked innocent.

Verlaine had no choice but to be speechless: Indeed, at her age, she still cannot understand "Flowers of Evil".

"Flowers of Evil" is a collection of poems by Charles Baudelaire, and Arthur liked "Flowers of Evil" very much.

She ignored Verlaine and whispered to Arthur again, commenting on the poems of those poets.

Verlaine was in turmoil.

His right hand was bandaged, and he told Mathilde that he had broken his palm, and his friends thought he was fighting Mathilde again at home.But for a man, beating his wife is not a big deal, no one asks, and no one says anything.It's just that Vitaly glanced at his palm obviously sarcastically.

Ah, what a shame!

He was unreasonably angry with a girl under 14, angry that she came so suddenly, and every time she came to Paris, Arthur was always cold and unapproachable to him.When she came, the blue-eyed boy was no longer the lonely bird that should have been under his wing.

He knows why, he knows what he is doing is wrong, but the right thing is boring, the "wrong" thing, forbidden love can make people feel "alive".

He looked at the boy in pain.

Fran asked Arthur to improvise a short poem, but Arthur wanted to decline because he didn't like improvising proposition assignments. Vitaly whispered something in his ear, and he nodded immediately.

The servant brought paper and pen.

Vitaly folded and folded the paper and tore it into strips; wrote some words on the strips, arranged them on the table, and Arthur wrote them down, filling in the blanks with verbs and prepositions, and choosing Better rhyming words.

It is a short poem titled "Egyptian Dancer".

"Is she an Egyptian dancer? . . . When day breaks,

She withers like a flower of fire...

people near and far,

They all breathe the fragrance of flowers blooming in the city!

It's so beautiful!but there is no choice

—for the Fisherwoman and the Pirate's Song,

For the last joy at the masquerade,

Believe that the festival of night is floating on the pure sea! "

This is a simple and lively little poem with Rimbaud's own distinctive features: brevity and purity, and the key words are provided by Vitaly. One can't help but sigh the talents of the Rimbaud brothers and sisters—is a poem good? , not by piling up rhetoric, simple and direct, directly hitting the soul, that is good.