from a case, they must be so anxious like this.

Then everything change when Mrs. Mallard look outside the opening window, “the delicious breath of the rain was in the air.”, “in the street below a peddler was crying his wares.”. This sense which full of vitality and new life, let her gradually grope to the idea that hidden in her heart: “Free, free,free.”. “they stayed keen and bright. Her pulses beat fast, and the coursing blood warmed and relaxed every inch of her body.”. She was finally free, nothing can limit her to start her new life, even she began to pray for her might live longer. The moment to open the window, just like the case door is open to life outside. But this freedom time not for long, because of her husband’s back. Her husband didn’t dead in the beginning. In the moment her husband came back, She lost her freedom again, It is more terrible than never get free. It suddenly happened let her no longer withstand the blow in her soul. Ironically, the doctor diagnosed her died of euphoria. I don't know what the author mean, perhaps this irony is roughly to the doctor and helpless about the world.

Through the story, the things which happen in just one hour, let her to see the hope of life, and then break her hopes. Fate is so heartless and elusive. I think sometimes we can control the fate. But when we can not control the fate, We should enjoy the life to