Letter from an unknonw woman一个陌生女人的来信
一个陌生女人的来信
内容摘要
她为了他忍受着痛苦和折磨，却始终坚守着内心的信念。她为他付出了一切，包括自己的青春、 梦想和幸福。然而，她的爱情却始终没有得到回应，她的心中充满了无尽的失望和绝望。 在故事的陌生女人在生命的垂危之际，终于向作家坦露了自己的心声。她告诉他，她曾经多么深 爱着他，她的世界曾经多么美好。然而，这一切都已经过去了，她的爱情也化为了泡影。她在遗 憾和悔恨中离开了这个世界，留下了那封感人至深的信件。 《一个陌生女人的来信》这篇小说以其深刻的情感描绘和细腻的心理刻画，展现了爱情的伟大与 悲剧。它告诉我们，爱情可以是无私的奉献和默默的守候，但也需要得到回应和珍惜。在这个充 满变化的世界里，我们应该 要学会表达自己的感情，勇敢地追求自己的幸福。 这部小说不仅是一部感人至深的爱情故事，更是一部对人性、爱情和生命的深刻思考。
一个陌生女人的来信
读书笔记
01 思维导图
03 精彩摘录 05 目录分析
目录
02 内容摘要 04 阅读感受 06 作者简介
思维导图
本书关键字分析思维导图
女人
一切
女人
陌生
小说
世界
珍惜
来信
自己
爱情 绝望
得到
陌生
作家
回应
生命
感人
故事
深的
内容摘要
内容摘要
《一个陌生女人的来信》是奥地利作家斯蒂芬·茨威格创作的短篇小说，是其代表作之一。这篇 小说以一名女子悲痛的心声，细腻地展示了一段感人至深的暗恋故事。 故事的女主角是一位在年华垂暮之时，死于穷困和疾病交加的陌生女人。在她生命的最后时刻， 她向一位著名的作家袒露了自己绝望的爱慕之情。她的告白从一名少女时的纯真暗恋开始，一直 到她生命的终结。她的爱情始终没有得到回应，然而她却在孤独和绝望中坚持着这份深情厚意。 这位陌生女人在少女时期就对作家一见钟情，她的世界从此被他占据。她默默地着他，却从未向 他透露过自己的感情。她为了接近他，不惜一切代价，甚至放弃了自己的尊严和骄傲。她甘愿成 为他生活中的一个过客，只为能在他的世界里留下一点痕迹。 随着时间的推移，陌生女人的爱情愈发深沉。
一个陌生女人的来信
一个陌生女人的来信Letter From an Unknown Woman(奥）斯蒂芬。
茨威格著陈旭译R.是著名的小说家，他结束了在山上的短暂的假期，一大早就回到了维也纳，在车站买了一张报纸，当他看着报纸上的日期的时候意识到，今天是他的生日。
41岁了，这个念头在他的脑海里一闪而过，但是他既不感到遗憾又不觉得高兴。
他打了个车，在回家的路上浏览着报纸。
他的仆人告诉他在出外旅行的时候有几个未接来电，一两个电话留言。
同时还有一大捆的信等着他读。
他看着这些信，打开了一两封重要的来信，把其他的来信搁置在一个大箱子里。
然后舒舒服服的躺在了摇椅里，一边喝着早茶，一边将未读完的报纸看完，又读了几封通告，点燃了一只雪茄，他将目光投在了一封未读的信件上。
与其说这是一封信，倒不如说这是一个草稿，从一打通心粉包装纸上潦草的字迹看起来是出自一个女人之手。
他又一次随意的检查着这封信件，害怕有可能忽视了被掩盖的重要的事情。
但是这封信似乎毫不重要，没有签名也没有寄信人的地址和目录。
“好奇怪！”他心想，于是他开始读这封草稿，第一句话映入他眼帘的是一个标题：“致一位从来不知道我的存在的人。
”他一下子不知所措，这封信是给他的还是给某个想象出来的人的呢？好奇心促使他读下去。
“我的孩子昨天去世了。
三天三夜以来，我全力以赴的从死神的手中挽救他的幼小的脆弱的生命。
连续四十个小时，流感折磨着他的单薄的发热的身体，我一直在床边守护着他。
我把浸了冷水的布敷在他的前额上，日日夜夜我不安的握着他的小手。
直到第三个晚上，我精疲力尽，我的眼睛不听话的闭上了，在冰冷的硬凳子上睡了三四个小时。
就在那时，死神带走了他。
他就在那躺着，我亲爱的孩子，在他的狭窄的屋子里，他死了。
他的手臂在胸口交叉着，在他的四个床脚点燃着四只蜡烛。
我不敢看他，我也不敢动。
烛光在摇曳着，阴影一边接一遍的投在他的脸上和紧闭的双唇上。
看起来就像他还在微笑一样，我几乎相信他没有死，他还会醒来，还会用他清澈的声音说着天真而可爱的话。
《一个陌生女人的来信》读书笔记1000字_初三读书笔记
《一个陌生女人的来信》读书笔记1000字_初三读书笔记这周想分享的是茨威格的短篇小说《一个陌生女人的来信》。
整部小说是一封陌生女人的信件，整个故事是一场“旷日持久”的暗恋。
十三岁时对男主一见钟情，直到她搬家也一直没有告诉过他；她攒够了钱回去“偶遇”他，和他有了一夜情，他又以出差的理由离开；她默默地为他生下孩子，为了孩子能有好的生活委身于他人，再次与他相遇时他却根本没有认出他。
即便如此，她还是一直爱着他，同时又隐瞒着这份爱，直到孩子病重身亡才写信告诉他所有的真相。
第一次读这本书是在高中，这周又读了一遍。
以前读的时候只觉得悲情，还会觉得女主很傻。
“我要你一辈子想到我的时候，心里没有忧愁。
我宁可独自承担一切后果，也不愿变成你的一个累赘”，所以即使她怀上了他的孩子也对他守口如瓶，为了让孩子过上贵族的生活她宁愿卖身做有钱人的情人也不向他要钱。
大概很多人都会觉得女主这样做根本就不值得，为了一个不爱自己的人耗尽了自己的一生。
但几年过后的现在，见过了身边人的分分合合，听过了很多别人的故事，慢慢开始理解了这种“情不知所起，一往而深”中的爱恨纠缠。
就像小说中女主角对男主角一见钟情的场景：“亲爱的，在一刹那接触到你充满柔情蜜意的眼光后，我就明白，我已经完全属于你了。
”“我以为，你眼中的柔情蜜意只是针对我一个人的。
就在这一瞬间，我内心的热情全被点燃了。
突然之间，我觉得自己一下子长大成熟了，变成一个完全属于你的女人。
”现在再读这本书，反而觉得很羡慕女主身上那种跨越时代的坚韧和勇敢，因为很难想象有人能这样地去爱另一个人，所以看到这样的故事会觉得格外感动。
我一直觉得，爱一个人是一种能力。
有的人也许是没有遇到合适的人，有的人也许天生就没有爱人的能力——比如我，我总觉得我爱自己更多一些。
可是当读到女主角说的：“我仿佛是你口袋里的怀表，绷紧着发条，而你却感觉不到。
这根发条在暗中耐心地为你数着一分一秒，为你计算时间，带着沉默的心跳陪着你东奔西走，而在它那滴答不停的几百万秒当中，你可能只会匆匆地瞥它一眼。
《一个陌生女人的来信》英文读后感
经典阅读Letter from an Unknown WomanBy Stefan Zweig英语1004 100810147 A famous writer, returning from a holiday, received a long letter from an unknown woman on his 41th birthday. It is the swan song of the dying woman, to tell her once lover about her love. However, this woman is unknown to the writer. Several years ago, a shy girl had totally fallen in love with the cultural atmosphere and the charming writer when she saw him at the first sight. But later because of her mother's remarriage, she removed to another place, far from the writer, where they lived together. In the coming several years, with time past by, the girl can't help missing him. Until one day, she came back to her lover. She stood every day behind his door, trying to attract his attention. Finally, he noticed her but didn't recognize her. Without revealing her name, she spent several nights with the man. Pregnant, she lost her job and had to give birth to a child.She loved him, and she did not want to be the burden of him because he was a man who wanted to be free, not wanting to be constrained by others. Owing to this, no matter how poor she was, even when her only son was seriously ill, she was not going to him for help. Finally, her son died.when she was going to die, she decided to show her admiration. After reading the letter, he sensed something of his loveaffairs, but failed to remember. It seemed that he had experienced what the woman wrote in the letter, but only had dreamed about that.Letter from an Unknown Woman is a novella by Stefan Zweig. Stefan Zweig ( November 28, 1881 – February 22, 1942). He was an Austrian novelist, playwright, journalist and biographer. At the height of his literary career, in the 1920s and 1930s, he was one of the most famous writers in the world. Zweig was a very prominent writer in the 1920s and 1930s, and befriended Arthur Schnitzler and Sigmund Freud.He was extremely popular in the USA, South America and Europe, and remains so in continental Europe;however, he was largely ignored by the British public, and his fame in America has since dwindled. Since the 1990s there has been an effort on the part of several publishers (notably Pushkin Press and the New York Review of Books) to get Zweig back into print in English. Plunkett Lake Press Ebooks has begun to publish electronic versions of his non-fiction as well. Criticism over his oeuvre is severely divided between some English-speaking critics, who despise his literary style as poor, lightweight and superficial,and some of those more attached to the European tradition, who praise his humanism, simplicity and effective style. Zweig is best known for his novellas , novels and biographies At one time his works were published in English when anti-German sentiment was running high. The 1993–1994 academic year at the College of Europe was named in his honor.As we can see from the title of the book, it is a letter. Through a letter to narrate a story is a new style of writing. It can be regarded as a memoir of a man with a long letter written by a woman. This book presents us with a regretless love story. Zweig is good at psychological description. His works mostly aim at revealing the fate of woman. He tried to explore the psychological world of human, write about pains brought after loss of virtue. He praised highly of love, forgive and kindness. They are also the theme of this book. At the beginning of the book, the woman said" Now I have only you left in the world; only you, who do not know me; you, who are enjoying yourself all unheeding, sporting with men and things. Only you, who have never known me, and whom I have never ceased to love."I was moved by the words the woman said. She to him is jus a companion at night. For this poor girl, the writer was her whole life, and where her soul lied. To give their son a secure life, she made money by sleeping with others or being mistress of some rich people. As a girl who paid all of her attention on her lover, while he had never remembered her or recognized her, she must hate him for always regarding her as a stranger. But between love and hatred, she chose the last one, because he had once offered her love and happy, although in a flash. So it hints the virtue of the woman. She is able to love and forgive.The author has a strong sense of woman's psychology. For example, she said" When I opened my eyes in the darkness and you were beside me, Ifelt that I must be in heaven, and I was amazed that the stars were nothing shining on me." It was the short happiness staying with her lover pleased her as if she were in heaven. As for her, it was the most valuable happiness in the world. And for the transitory happiness, she even lost her dignity in front of her most lover. When the writer asked her if she was willing to his home, the girl said that it was her pleasure. Without doubt, he was astonished. It is unusual for a woman, even though she may ardently desire to give herself to a man, to feign reluctance, to simulate alarm or indignation. She must be brought to consent by urgent pleading, by lies, adjurations, and promises. As we can imagine, only professional prostitutes are accustomed to answer such invitation with a pleasure assent, but she did so. As she said" How could you know that, in my case, the frank assent was but the voicing of an eternity of desire, the uprush of yearnings that had endured for a thousand days and more?"She was so eager to be with him, to be his love and to be the one who he remembered that she answered him like that. Even when that means she would lose her dignity, she did so without regret.There is a symbol in the book, that is the white rose. White rose is the woman herself. After the woman left the writer to give birth to a child, she sent white roses to him in his birthday every year. While she once came back to his behind, she asked if the white rosed on the desk were from his lover, he did not know. Just as she herself, love him but notknown by him. What a pity! They were not strangers each other, but she was unknown to him. When others made an offer of marriage, she refused. Her love is only to give him, so she remained single to show her sole love to him.And she was a woman who dare to sacrifice the whole for her lover. She did not want to be the burden of the writer, so even looked fool, she disclosed her secret to the writer, not telling him her name, her childhood with him, even the son of them. The son for her is another him. She felt happy about that. But with her entirely sacrifice, she received back the tragedy of her life. That is she loved him for the rest of her life, but to him still an unknown woman.By reading this book, I learned something new about love. From dictionaries we can know the definition of love: Love is an emotion of a strong affection and personal attachment. Love is also said to be a virtue representing all of human kindness, compassion, and affection —"the unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for the good of another".Love may describe compassionate and affectionate actions towards other humans, one's self or animals. The woman's love towards the man is unselfish loyal concern. By thinking of my life, I find that there are many people that I have ignored in my life. Most of the time, I take the kindness and care from my friends and family members for granted, just like the writer, but they have no responsibility to be kind to me. And thereare indeed too much people or things that I cannot notice. And once I thought that being loved is a trouble, but now I know that being loved by someone is my pleasure. In the coming days, I will be thankful for all the love around me.。
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《一个陌生女人地来信》影片中书信地全文你，从来也没有认识过我地你.我地儿子昨天死了，为了这条幼小地生命，我和死神搏斗了三天三夜，在他身边足足坐了个小时，此刻他那双聪明地黑眼睛刚刚合上了，他地双手也合拢来搁在他地白衬衣上面.现在在这个世界上我只有你一个人，而你一无所知，你从来也没有认识我，而我要和你谈谈，第一次把一切都告诉你.我要让你知道，我整个地一生一直是属于你地，而你对我地一生一无所知.要是我还活着，我会把这封信撕掉，继续保持沉默，就像我过去一直地沉默一样，可是如果你拿到这封信，你就会知道，这是一个已死地女人向这里向你诉说她地身世.看到我这些话，你不要害怕，一个死者别无祈求，她既不要求别人地爱，也不要求同情与慰藉，只对你有一个要求，那就是请你相信我所告诉你地一切，请你相信我所说地一切，这是我对你唯一地请求，一个人在自己独自死去地时刻，是不会说谎地.你肯定再也想不起我，想不起那个寒酸地小学教员寡妇，和她那个尚未成年地瘦小地女儿.我和你住在同一个四合院里，在你搬进来之前，住你那个屋子地人每天吵架，对邻居也是恶言相对.终于有一天这家人出了事，那个男人是个飞贼专偷大宅门，被侦缉队访着了，下了大牢，巡警来人抄了他们家.封条在北屋地门上贴了三天，后来又给揭了下来.房东太太跟妈妈说，一位作家同时也是在报馆里做事地单身文雅地先生租了北屋，那是我第一次听到你地名字.你有太多地书了，我想.我自己只有十几本书，都是普通纸做地封面，很便宜，但我爱若珍宝.而这个人有那么多漂亮地书，还有那么多外国书，这个人应该长成什么样子呢？我猜你是一个戴眼镜地老先生，蓄着长长地胡子，严肃、和善、风趣，就像我地地理老师一样，不同地是你一定更和善更温雅.第二天，你搬进来住了，但我没能见到你，只是听得从你屋子里传来地音乐声和笑声.一连三天，都只是听到你屋里地音乐声和笑声，很多人地笑声.你好像只是一种声音，音乐一样温柔，笑声一样快乐.我看到你了，你和我地孩子气地想象中地老爷爷地形象毫不沾边，我真地吓了一跳.从那一秒钟起，我就爱上了你.我知道女人们经常向你这个骄纵坏了地人说这句话.可是请你相信我，没有一个女人，象我这样死心塌地地爱过你，过去是这样，这么多年过去了仍然是这样.因为这世界上没有什么东西，可以比地上一个孩子暗中怀有地不为人所察觉地爱情.因为这种爱情不抱希望，低声下气，曲意逢迎，热情奔放.这和成年女人地那种欲火炙烈，不知不觉中贪求无厌地爱情完全不同.只有孤独地孩子，才能把全部地热情聚集起来.我毫无阅历，毫无准备，我一头栽进我地命运，就象跌进一个深渊.从那一秒钟起，我地心里只有一个人——是你.那是我第一次走进你地房间，里面地一切都那么昏暗、懒散、舒适，象一个暧昧地邀请.我闻到你地味道，烟地味道，感到一股使人昏沉地幸福.那匆匆几分钟，是我童年时代最幸福地时刻.我要把这个时刻告诉你，是为了让你，你这个从来也没认识过我地人，终于感到有一个生命依恋着你，并且为你而憔悴.我要把这个最幸福地时刻告诉你，同时也要把那个最可怕地时刻也告诉你，可惜这二者之间挨得如此之近.最后一夜了，明天我们就要坐火车到山东去了，那个夜里我突然感到不在你身边我生命地时钟就要停止.我地儿子昨天死了，如果现在我果真还要继续活下去地话，我又要孤零零地一个人.世间上再没有比置身于人群之中，却又孤独生活更可怕地了.我当时，从在山东地漫无止境地六年里，深深地体会到了这一点.我一心想着你，在心灵深处始终和你单独待在一起.一坐一整天，回想每一次见到你，每一次等你地情景.那只有一年，却象我地整个童年，每一分钟我都记得，就象昨天才刚发生.我把你写地文章和书都买来了，为了能看到你地名字，只要能看到你地名字，那一天就是我地节日.这六年，我一刻也不曾和你分离.这六年，我一心一意只想一件事，就是回到北平，回到你身边.终于，那一年，我考上了北平地女子师范.你不会明白地，在这一刻，在你家里，过去地岁月犹如一股洪流，劈头盖脸向我冲了下来.我地童年，我地梦想，我整个地一生都在这里，这是我千百次望眼欲穿盼着地一扇门，现在我迈进来了.被你搂在怀里，这就是我地梦，一个终于变成真实，醒了也不会消失地梦.几天后，你回来了，但再也没有找过我.那两个月里，我天天看着你在院子门口进出，那个时候我忽然发现，我对你地心灵来说，无论是相隔无数地山川峡谷，还是在我们地目光只有一线之隔，其实都是同样地遥远.不久，我发现有了你地孩子，我决定搬走.你叫我怎么告诉你呢，你是永远也不会相信，一个少女，她曾经，也将一直对你这么一个并不忠实地人坚贞不渝地，你也永远不会坦然无疑地承认这孩子是你地亲生之子，你也许还会觉得我另有企图，你会对我疑心，在你我之间会存在一片阴影——一片淡淡地怀疑地阴影.而我是有自尊心地，我要你一辈子想到我地时候，心里没有忧愁.我宁可独自承担一切后果，也不愿变成你地一个累赘.我希望你想起我来，总是怀着爱情怀着感念.在这点上，我愿意在你结交地所有地女人当中成为独一无二地.可是当然了，你从来也没有想过我，你已经把我忘得一干二净.我回到山东，在一个同学家住下，想在那儿生下孩子.后来发生地变故你也知道，战争爆发了，日本人打来了.我怀着身孕逃往内地，直到再也走不动了，所有地亲人朋友都失散了.我在四川一个江边地小镇生下了孩子.我不能把你留住，可是现在可以把你永远交给我了.我可以在我地血管里感觉到你在生长，你地生命在生长，我们地生命连在一起了.正因为如此，我感到如此幸福，你再也不能从我地身边溜走了.在这个世界上，穷人都是遭践踏受凌辱地，总是牺牲品.我不愿意，更不愿意让我地孩子，我那聪明可爱地孩子，在陋巷地垃圾堆里，在肮脏地空气中长大成人，不能让她稚嫩地嘴唇说那些粗俗地言语，不能让他白净地身体穿着破旧地衣裳.你地孩子应该拥有一切，拥有和你相等地生活，所以我和别人在一起了，跟那些可以为我提供这样生活地人，不管是年轻地还是老地.时隔年，我们又在同一个城市，同一个圈子里.我常去地地方也是你常去地地方，我常遇见你，我们甚至有共同地朋友.而你你又一次忘记了我，可怕地陌生.你总是认不出我是谁，而我也已经习惯了.经过了这些年地战乱，国破家亡，我对你地那份感情，显得那么微不足道，连我自己也羞于提起.我只做了一件事，就是在每天你地生日，给你送去一束白玫瑰，和我们第一次在一起地时候，你送给我地那支一样，以纪念那已经忘却地时刻.可是今天我埋怨自己，我应该让你见孩子，因为你要是见了他，你一定会爱他地.他是多么地开朗、可爱，他又是那样地漂亮.朋友算什么，自尊算什么，下一次我还会这样.你地声音有一种神秘地力量，让我无法抗拒，经过十几年地变迁，依然没变.只要你叫我，我就是在坟墓里，也会涌出一股力量，站起身来，跟着你走.我地儿子昨天死了，我们地孩子.现在我在这世界上，再也没有别地人可以爱，只除了你，可是你是我地什么人啊.你从来也没有认出我是谁，你从我身边走过，你总是走啊走啊不断向前走，曾经有一度我以为可以把你抓住了，在孩子身上抓住了你，他一天天长大.他地眉宇之间，他安静时地神态象极了你，可一夜之间，他就残忍地撇下我走了，一去永不复回.我又是孤零零一个人了，比过去任何时候都更加孤单.你现在也许知道了，不，你也许只是隐隐感到我是多么地爱你.可是谁，谁还会在每年你地生日老送你白玫瑰呢？花瓶将要空空地供在那里，一年一度地在你四周吹拂着微弱地气息，而我轻微地呼吸也将就此消散.我写不下去了，亲爱地.保重！。
一个陌生女人的来信
一个陌生女人的来信这几天一直在想着茨威格的《一个陌生女人的来信》，我分不清带给我的到底是什么感受。
你，从来也没有认识过我的你啊！你来了，搬进我住的院子里。
你过着一种双重生活，既有对外界开放的光亮的一面，另外还有十分阴暗的一面，这一面只有你一个人知道——这种最深藏的两面性是你一生的秘密，我这个十三岁的姑娘，第一眼就感觉到了你身上的这种两重性，当时像着了魔似的被你吸引住了。
不经意撞见，我的眼神和你对望，从那一秒钟起我就爱上了你。
我知道女人们经常向你这个骄纵惯了的人说这句话。
可是请你相信我，没有一个女人像我这样死心塌地地、这样舍身忘己地爱过你，我对你从不变心，过去是这样，一直是这样。
在世界上没有什么东西可以比得上一个孩子暗中怀有的不为人所觉察的爱情，因为这种爱情不抱希望，低声下气，曲意逢迎，委身屈从，热情奔放，这和一个成年妇女的那种欲火炽烈、不知不觉中贪求无厌的爱情完全不同。
只有孤独的孩子才能把全部的热情聚集起来。
我毫无阅历，毫无准备，一头栽进我的命运，就像跌进一个深渊。
从那一秒起，我的心里只有一个人，就是你。
后来，我要走了。
临行前夜，我在黑暗中等待你的归来，只为了再见你一面。
你回来了，但不是一个人，旁边还有另外一个女人。
世界上再没有比置身于人群之中却又孤独生活更可怕的了。
六年后，我回来了。
终于有机会和你“重新认识”。
当我毫不犹豫地答应去你家，你表现出惊诧，而后莞尔。
你不会明白，在这一刻，过去的岁月犹如一股洪流，劈头盖脸向我冲了下来。
我的梦想，我的整个一生都在这里了，这是我千百次望眼欲穿盼着的一扇门。
现在，我迈进来了，被你搂在怀里，这就是我的梦。
可你又要走了，你说你很快回来，回来以后就马上去找我。
你给了我一朵白玫瑰。
你果然很快回来了，却再也没有去找过我。
可是我有了你的孩子，你将会以另一种方式在我体内和体外生长延续。
时隔八年，当我们在一次相遇，我又一次成为你眼里的陌生人。
每一次遇见对我们来说都是新的认识。
Letter-from-an-unknown-woman一个陌生女人的来信
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Do you think the man really did not remember who Lisa was? Present your reason.
I don't think the man remembered Lisa. Reason: Firstly, the man said he knew nothing about Lisa when he left to Milan. Secondly, Lisa had told the man she never travelled. However, when they met again he asked Lisa “do you often travel”. Thirdly, the man asked the servant “do you remember her”. Finally, the name of this movie is "Letter From An Unknown Woman".
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What does the white flowers represents symbolically?
The white flower represents the love of the woman.
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What is his attitude towards the duel? Predict the result of the duel?
Xi’an Jiaotong University
Letter From An Unknown Women
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the summary
What a miserable movie! The movie principally demonstrates that an extremely sorrowful woman loves a pianist who is a player. They became neighbors when the girl was fourteen. The girl whose name is Lisa fell in love with the handsome young pianist at the first sight. Unfortunately, Lisa moved away from Vienna because her mother remarried with a businessman who lived in the other city. Lisa was greatly sad. Several years later, she returned to Vienna and became a model. She went to the same place nearby the pianist’s house when she finished work everyday.