The Lament was telling a small story
about an old coachman whose son unfortunately died of illness this week. He was
very sad about it and hoped to find someone to tell the story of the misfortune,
but in the end no one was willing to pay attention to his word, he can only say
the story to his horse lonely.
This seems to be not fantastic or attractive.
But the author's description empathizes me. The old father who is too old to
drive well worked in such a snowy day just in order to find a patient passenger
who can listen the whole story; maybe he just wants a word of sympathy from listeners,
which can give him some comfort and let him feel his son’s death is concerned
by someone; It is enough for him. However, it's a pity that the smallest
request cannot be satisfied. Who will care about a little guy dead? The indifferent attitude foils more pitiful and
sad of old father.
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