The little girl looked at the beautiful skirts, coats, and high-heeled shoes in the window, and her heart was longing. The old magician changed job after job, running around the cold city, but to survive, he did his best to buy the girl's window merchandise.
At the end of the film, the old magician discovers that she is no longer the little girl she used to be, and he can no longer surprise her with magic as she wanted, even though he bought it with hard-earned money. When the girl first arrived, the bouquets picked on the mountain were placed in a vase. It has turned yellow and withered. He left, leaving behind a note saying "magicians do not exist" and a fresh bouquet of flowers. Then the girl also left. In an empty room, the wind whistled and blew the windows open, and the books on the table were blown by the wind, turning page by page quickly, reflecting on the wall like a kind of illusory wings.
The old magician sitting on the train, opposite a mother and daughter. The short pencil that the little girl barely used to draw fell off. The old magician looked at the still intact pencil in his hand and picked up the short pencil. He did a magic trick in front of the little girl, and I thought it was going to be that long pencil. However, what he took out was still the short pencil.
Perhaps, the little girl should not be mistaken for the existence of magic.
Created a dream, and then want to destroy it, isn't it better not to have it?
Is that right?
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