"Your Name", an animated film that turned out, somehow reminded me of "Tokyo Love Story".
Encounters and reunions are always exciting. In the staggered time and space, what cannot be missed is the momentary spark of rendezvous when they meet. The boy in the white shirt and the girl in the stockings are the mysterious power that makes the daytime also understand the darkness of the night; the small town Qingshan and the urban neon have walked a long way, but they no longer remember each other's names.
When I silently sorted out all the plots, I realized that this was just another dream that was too realistic. Everything remembered in the dream will be slowly swallowed by reality after waking up from the dream. The starry sky in the dream can't be kept even after all his life. So, we can only hope for a reunion.
A reunion that I don't know if and when it will come. Maybe in the picturesque scenery of the town, maybe in the overwhelming traffic in Tokyo, maybe in the ruins where the meteorite fell mercilessly, maybe in the confusion that no longer knows after waking up... just like ours In life, I live in plain every day, I don't remember what I am looking for or what I have forgotten. Deliberately maintain a little self-esteem and aloofness in boring days, and always look forward to something. It only takes one reunion to light up the day.
In the past, when watching a movie, when the subtitles were scrolled, the audience was always used to rushing out, regardless of whether there were Easter eggs at the end of the film, or whether the song was good or not. And when the ending song of "Your Name" was halfway through, I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, but when I looked back, I saw that the seats were not empty, and most of the audience didn't leave the venue in a hurry. This time, I left in a hurry.
I am afraid to leave evidence of my crying in the crowd, I am afraid that if I indulge in sadness for too long, I will forget those sentences that should be remembered, and I am also afraid that I will miss the elevator downstairs if I don’t hide. Finally, I still don't remember which lines of "Manyoshu" were used in the film. When I got home, I opened the translation of Qian Taosun's "Selected Works of Many Leaves". These are these two sentences:
After the long moon and dusk, I stand in dew;
don't ask me who I am, I treat Yiren by myself.
It turns out that when you keep asking "who are you", that "who" has been waiting for you. I still remember the lyrics at the end of the film: "The wind blowing between us brings a touch of loneliness. The sky I look up at after crying is very clear."
In "Tokyo Love Story", Li Xiang and Wanzhi separated for three years After reuniting on the bustling streets of Tokyo, Lixiang is still the same Lixiang, but she has already cut off her iconic bangs. She smiled brightly and pretended to be relaxed, and no one could see whether it was still sunny in her eyes. She saw the rings on Wanzhi and Satomi's hands, and smiled and said congratulations. Then, Lixiang and Wanzhi faced farewell again. Just like in the past, walking back to back in different directions, counting one, two, three, and then turning around. They always turn one and the other doesn't. When you don't turn around anymore, it's the day of waving goodbye.
I'm so afraid that Mitsuha and Taki, like Rika and Wanji, won't be able to survive the long wait and don't remember to turn around anymore. They walked past crowded platforms, ran to lonely lights, passed through crowds of people, and finally stopped at that moment. I meditated in my heart, to turn around, remember to turn around. One, two, three, turn around together to see each other's faces and ask each other's names. In order to make the memory no longer barren.
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