Perhaps you will think of me, just like a flower that does not re-open—Yesenin’s
house will never grow old. It stands by the waterfall and becomes a memory The beauty of time and the footnote of nature.
Pixar repeatedly portrays the sound of the sun we are looking at and the morning that has never come. In the first ten minutes of the film, tears have flowed into the face, and I just feel that the ordinary is worthy of precious. Carl and Ellie stay together forever. When they first meet the dusk, they are not tired of seeing each other, how beautiful the world is.
Have you ever met an ignorant and fearless little girl who arrogantly said to you: I like you; have you ever met a round-faced little boy, who acts as your protector but obeys you in front of you . Do you still remember that when we were young, flying was our most natural dream, and adventure was our pursuit from one courtyard to another.
Growing up step by step, we always think that our dreams can be realized. From one place to another at any time, we think we can fly. Traveling is such a simple thing. We can travel the world with our backpack. Although I don't know where my direction is. I have always felt that there is no rush or no rush, we still have time.
I just don't know when, maybe it's just the moments of this one and that one. Each other is old. Youth is gone, and the life of firewood, rice, oil and salt makes us plain and busy.
There used to be so many youths, pleasures, and dreams in that empty diary, and when we turned them out one day, it was just a story that the pages were yellowed and not finished. Warm, a little melancholy, it turns out that in life, most of them are at the same time, how many new things can be done.
When we get old, maybe the world will be bigger and more prosperous. But it seems to have nothing to do with us.
Too many books, dark movies, mute music, they say to be a smart and sensible person, men are unreliable, women are untrustworthy, love is a life with a smile and drinking, and marriage is a life that has nothing to do with emotions. Make friends, communities, school... leave messages, all are to join friends; dating sites, some people love it for a while, some people have played it. Is it playing with love or love playing with us? In this way, who still believes in love?
Fortunately, there are also these warm cartoons, they tell us that love is always there.
In this way, we still have to be kind, stick to our dreams, and be a person liked by others. Believe in love. So even if one day, there is only one left to touch each other, they will not feel lonely.
Wait till our faces are covered with wrinkles, will you still kiss me. As before.
Who writes our dreams in naive handwriting, who warms while being sad, and who quietly misses us after we die.
I like you. I know I will meet a certain one of you someday.
"The breath of the clear sky is clear and blue/I walk through the forest with flowers in full bloom/A traveler rushing to the green sky/You can't see the wasteland all the way/The breath of clear sky is clear and blue"
(2) About dream: remember the year There have been several times when
we have buried the human nature under our youth, that deliberately blocked by us in sweet memories, so far, the loneliness, hesitation and anxiety that lurks in our hearts, when the tangible things of youth drift away, life, whether It is also as empty as the campus after school?
——Whether
it is the era of demolition and construction in the film, or the current economic construction as the center, it is for people to have a better life, but we can only sigh. Several spring breeze, long hatred is still useless. We did not wait for the flying house, but ushered in the Green Dam. Its appearance is like Charles. Charles is desperate to prove to the public, and Green Dam is a hysterical pursuit of purifying the Internet.
"Book of Rites" and "The Doctrine of the Mean" said: "All things grow together without harming each other, and Tao runs in parallel without conflict."
Whether it is a comprehensive harmony or a Green dam, even Twenty years ago, those students who died in the dark night. Thinking of these media incidents, I feel very sad. Is it really to be a party that has no courage to admit its mistakes and reflect on it, a nation that is too lazy to think independently?
In his 1918 "Peking University Monthly", Mr. Cai Yuanpei said: "My country’s students, inherited the old habits of scholars and literati, although a few highly talented students know that science is the simple purpose, and most of them use schools as imperial examinations, but they can He listened to the lectures in the classroom, passed the annual exams, and had the qualifications to obtain the graduation certificate, so he wanted nothing; or the school was the academy, ambiguous, Mr. Moriichi said, and rejected others." Nearly a century has passed, Chinese universities Except for a handful of universities, can you make a difference?
And where do we talk about the ideals and universal values of today's youth?
“It’s never too late to realize my dream.”
One day after I was 19, I started to get up at 5:35 in the morning, opened the window, and stood on the balcony to take a deep breath. Say gently to yourself: Sober me up. Please make me sober and cheer me up.
Now I have a small distant dream, and I rush for it and try my best. Many times, I can't help crying when I see the big word B.
Afraid of the huge gap between this dream and reality, the hard work of studying in the cold window only exchanged a dream of yellow beams.
Fearing that the chapter is useless, and doing everything but it is difficult for Bojun to take a look, the ink, paper and inkstone in the book are left, tears thinking about the case.
I'm afraid of putting myself extremely low and low, and being humbled into the dust, I still can't make a flower that it admires.
Tang Ye's heart is very serious, and who has been hurt by the few books, looking back at the lights, there is no faintness.
Looking up from a humble corner, you can't understand the sadness.
If it can be realized, then the body will be at peace, and it will be worth it today.
If you end in defeat after half a year, you have to put away your wounds and run over the dust. I don't know if I can pretend to be strong at that time, and what kind of life I will live.
When the flying house flew away, I heard the sound of the balloon bursting, heard my childhood dreams, heard the time that did not come again, heard the flowers bloom, just at that moment.
Carl opened the originally blank and affectionate adventure diary next to Paradise Fall, and found that his wife had posted photos of herself and her in the back. Perhaps the time they spent together was the most precious adventure in their lives. Maybe from her to say "I like you" to him from the moment, from every penny she is able to save them from her again and again as he hit the colored tie, she is no longer any need for a ......
even Freedom and democracy are still difficult to achieve. Even my little dreams are still unknown and far away. There is such a hazy and obscurity in my life, and the love for the pen is not tireless. Because I met some superb people, I was still willing even if the journey took thousands of turns.
"This is supposed to / in accordance with my wishes / looking forward to the day / will use their own miserable gray / mirrored to lining vibrant red / newborn"
(c) About ending: blooming, and the shadows of buildings Shen Shen.
I want you to know that there is always someone waiting for you in this world, no matter when or where, anyway, you know, there is always such a person.
——Zhang Ailing
"Look at the clouds and smoke on both sides of the strait taken away by the flowing water/Between fingers meet/See the dazzling sunlight passing through the air/Between you and me, between heaven and earth/Who turned around to cover his face/Can't bear to watch a period of youth walking away"
People come and go in June, the sun is all over the city, and the atmosphere of graduation becomes more and more intense in the school. Suddenly, I was worried that one day everything would be like a dream in the spring and autumn, and waking up from the dream is the beginning of Huafa's mind. Just like a movie, it takes only ten minutes to explain the lives of two people.
A person will not understand death until he has witnessed it with his own eyes. He didn't know anything about it before.
After Ellie died, Carl became an obsessive old man full of grief. He was reluctant to bear, reluctant to bear the old house, reluctant to bear the photo frame at home, reluctant to bear the post box next to the fence... Those are all warm memories.
At this point, I think of my grandma, who has just passed away less than a month. I miss her very much.
I can't write anymore. Maybe I really should go and revise the thesis of the elective course, instead of spending most of the day writing film reviews. I'm so afraid that I won't be able to finish my own story, and that my dreams won't be reflected in reality. Well, this may be the last movie I have watched seriously before January next year, and the last film review I wrote.
The endings in the cartoons are all beautiful. The flying house with colorful balloons swayed and descended to the side of the falling waterfall, standing in a beautiful watercolor painting.
"This is how the story ends."
These are the words that made me cry several times this summer.
When the film comes to an end, it feels like the waters of the past. Until time whizzed by. As if across the vicissitudes of life.
When the story ended, I couldn't help feeling sentimental.
However, we always have some hope in our hearts, and there will be new stories tomorrow.
"The people under the lights in the city under the moonlight are waiting/the wind in the crowd, the sound of the years in the song,
who unknowingly sighs and sighs that unknowingly age/who still listens to the beauty of a leaf that knows autumn"
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