Maybe it's the emotional stagnation that needs to be vented, or maybe it's caused by the appeal of the movie, the curtain ends, the mind is empty, and the tears are rolling down.
After many years of disobeying Hayao Miyazaki's animation, this "The Wind Rises" has been in my heart for a long time, and finally found the opportunity to watch the movie. Calm down, I was quickly attracted by the movie, two hours in a hurry. It is still the gorgeous and delicate style of Hayao Miyazaki's painting, which grabs you and takes you away at once. The four seasons, cloudy, sunny, rainy and snowy, have the richness and depth of Western oil paintings, and the traditional Japanese elegance and sadness. Just the constant flow and transformation of the pictures makes people intoxicated and heartbroken.
Yes, heartbreakingly beautiful. The dream of soaring in the wind is like a fighter plane that will never return. Once the painful reality of war is burdened, there will only be a mess left. Lovers who are bound by the wind are also taken away by the wind, leaving only the eternal encounter. Dreams, love, almost all of life, are like catkins, rising and dying with the wind, and ending with nowhere.
So, life can only be powerless and passive?
"The creative life of a designer is only 10 years." The 2 hours of the film condensed and the 10 years intercepted are not the epitome of all the beauty that life is worth pursuing? In the limited time, we should focus on the career you love and be with your lover. Just like in the middle of the night, I used one hand to design the blueprint of my dream, and the other hand, I have to hold the sleeping lover tightly, even knowing that the plane became a cursed dream because of the war, and the lover's time is short. When the wind blows, even if you are born like catkins, you have to work hard to survive.
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