我读书时候，一个美国同学陪乌克兰老婆看电影Notebook，也是他老婆哭稀里哗啦的。

那部片子我倒是看无感。俗套的穷小子爱上富家女。

但是英国病人真是一部好剧本。

每次一到男主人公把她从岩洞里抱出来，我就哭得稀里哗啦的。一直哭到结束。

尤其女主人给男主人留得绝笔。

If we die, we die rich with lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we've entered and swum up like rivers, and fears we've hidden in - like this wretched cave. I want all this marked on my body, where the real countries are, not boundaries drawn on maps with the names of powerful men. I know you'll come carry me out to the Palace of Winds. That's what I've wanted: to walk in such a place with you, with friends, on an earth without maps.