"Summer" seems to be a brisk jumping song. In fact, in the first 20 seconds of the cello solo, it has already established its elegant and sad tone. The lingering sadness of the cello is like the tears of a girl with cardamom who have lost her love, the tears in the corners of her eyes when a long-lost old friend hugs each other, and the memory of the gray old man. This short 20 seconds is not only the tone of the song, but also a sequence, slowly opening everything in summer. It is like a small pebble falling into the water, it is difficult to detect but has already fainted in circles of continuous ripples, spreading and spreading continuously, mixed in this frivolous and naughty summer wind, making this summer also moved.
20 seconds later, with the appearance of a silly little boy jumping up and down, the music also entered the tune of easy jumping. In the hearts of children, summer is ice cream, summer is big watermelon, summer is flower skirt, summer is a long vacation, you can play and play to your heart's content. But for Zheng Nan, the long summer vacation is so long and boring. The classmates and partners went to the beach with their parents for a holiday, and even their favorite football field was tightly locked with the holiday. Zheng Nan doesn't want to be bored at home doing vacation homework every day. He was going to find his mother, the one who left when he was very young. But as soon as he ran out of the house, he met a group of gangsters on the street corner who wanted to take the money from the man, and happened to be seen by a middle-aged couple. He was also an uncle from a gangster who chased away the hooligans for Zhengnan, but his wife was worried that a child would go so far to find her mother, so she asked her husband to accompany Zhengnan. So a local ruffian uncle and a good child started an absurd and wonderful journey. In this film, everything that happened during the journey is also treated with memory. The absurd, funny, joyful and sad things that happened in the journey were recorded with photos one by one, taking us into this journey of laughter and tears in the form of photos. With the naive laughter of Zheng Nan in the summer wind, the uncle of the local ruffian grinned and bared his teeth. When you closed your eyes, you could feel your fingertips lightly stroke the keys, just like a pair of white and skinny feet happily on the black and white keys. jumping around. Just like the snow-white and crystal waves stirred up by the sea slapping on the shore.
With the company of the funny uncle, and the laughter and laughter all the way, Zheng Nan finally came to the place he was looking forward to - his mother's place. But everything in front of me is that my mother has a new house, a new child, and a new family. Zhengnan was abandoned by his mother, and his grandma deceived Zhengnan. However, Zheng Nan did not burst into tears in front of his mother's door, but staggered to the corner, sobbed softly with his back to him, and wiped away the tears in his eyes with his little hands that were still tightly clutching his mother's address. Seeing this, I can no longer control my emotions, tears are all over my face, what a well-behaved child, what a distressing move, and I don't even want my mother to know when I cry. Here, the pale and sad fingertips stroked the keys like a faded crown, leaving only the mottled and dim frame, which was ruthlessly thrown in the corner. The melody on the black and white keys is like the constant oozing of tears from the corners of the eyes, along the cheeks, along the neck, along the chest, flowing into the ups and downs of the heart. The uncle took the sad male to the beach and went back to find it by himself. The uncle, who came to the corner again, brought a little angel's wind chime from the two gangsters. He told Zheng Nan that it was the bell of an angel. As long as he shook it to the sky, an angel would come to help him. Zheng Nan dubiously waved a small wind chime against the sky, as if nothing appeared, in fact, a group of strange and ugly gentle angels were about to appear.
In this way, the sad Zhengnan embarked on the way home with regrets, and Zhengnan could not be happy along the way. When passing through a green cornfield, the two happened to meet before when they were stealing corn from the shady cornfield. The mediocre young writers who gave them a ride. The three of them came to a green field, and the two naive little gangsters who had been given the Angel's Bell also joined their team. After hearing the story of Zheng Nan, everyone decided to drive away the pain and haze in Zheng Nan's heart. Let the obedient positive man be happy again. Four strange and ugly uncles brought the warmest angels in their clumsy and funny ways. Here we again heard the bouncing sound of the familiar feet, and the sea slapped the cheerfulness of the coast. They swing together in big trees, pretend to be aliens under the stars, and pretend to be bubble fish and octopus naked in the water. Play a game of "Wooden Man" on the green trails. There are panting hahaha, the refreshing laughter of Jingling spring water, and the naive laughter frowning and rubbing the back of the head... These laughter are intertwined and intertwined with each other. The summer wind is blowing in the sky, diving into the bottom with the fish, jumping into the pond with the sound of frogs. In the funny and amusing of these gentle ruffian uncles, Zheng Nan gradually forgot the unpleasantness of the journey, and the lovely and happy angel lived in Zheng Nan's heart again. Happy times always go too fast, and Zheng Nan and his uncle have to embark on a journey home. The happy and joyful melody was dyed with the sound of parting footsteps. With the light and worrying rhythm, Zheng Nan and his uncle returned to their city, back to the street where Zheng Nan first appeared, and the two were going to be separated here. Zheng Nan, who had just run away a few steps, turned around and asked. : "Sir, what's your name?" What made me even more moved was the ruffian uncle's answer. He first used his usual ruffian grin and scolded a swear word, and then said his name, I'm Kikujiro. From this, we also understand the title of "Kiujiro's Summer".
This Kikujiro is such a vulgar angel and a gentle ruffian he has never seen before.
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