Makoto Shinkai, an animation master who really goes to the heart of the audience.
Green grass and blue sky, flowing clouds and falling snow; the train passing through the city, the setting sun shining obliquely on the earth... Wander in the romantic image of Makoto Shinkai and linger. It was as if he had stepped into the anime - the world, so quiet. A gust of breeze blew, and the girl's flowing skirt and soft hair came into view. So he couldn't help reaching out his hand, wanting to touch this water-like tenderness. However, it was the girl's tears that fell into the palm of her hand.
So, put your hands down gently. Before this beautiful picture, any action is superfluous, just watch it quietly, just feel it with your heart, just draw the girl in your mind when another gust of wind blows through your world posture.
The cherry blossoms dance, and when they turn around, they smile to allow the promise of the next year; the cicadas sing a thousand times, bending their toes to make slight ripples on the water; the snow falls, and two lines of neat and clear footsteps on the snow; Smart wind chimes-details, which usually last for only a few seconds, but express the delicateness to the fullest. Every detail is a portrayal of the souls of those boys and girls, and it is the condensation of their inner feelings.
So, I fell in love with memories and tried to find a pure and familiar truth in the course of my life; however, what I found was only regret and regret. So, I began to look forward to it, looking forward to a certain moment in the future, a moment inadvertently, to pass through the fog blocking my eyes, and then, suddenly bright, golden light shone, and there was only one sentence left between heaven and earth:
"Always... I'm looking for you."
Trying to maintain the attitude of the world, always telling myself that it was just a dream; even so, when the soundtrack of the film sounded, the defense line that had been guarding the heart often collapsed in an instant. The emotions that have been accumulated for a long time are like a flood, washing away all distractions, leaving only the beautiful music and a touch of sadness.
Especially the ending song. The melodious and simple melody, the gentle and lyrical singing, are like the colorful clouds at dusk, showing the final splendor; more like the dawn of dawn, indicating a new journey. Don't want to miss every rhythm, and don't want to ignore every touch. With the progress of the song, those beautiful pictures of fairyland flashed in my mind again; rather than involuntarily blending in when watching the movie, at this moment, I am more willing to close my eyes, walk on the nostalgic night road, and feel the fleeting time.
The road finally came to an end - the moment the eyes opened, the stars were shining; under the sky, the familiar figures turned into beams of light, slowly rising and merging into the boundless galaxy in the night sky. Bathed in starlight, I heard the voice from the bottom of my heart:
"It turns out that we have already met."
Isn't the encounter with Makoto Shinkai a fateful encounter? When the mind is increasingly impetuous, his animation movies bring an indescribable tranquility. Distance, loneliness, longing, memories... There are endless themes and endless shocks.
People are constantly changing as time passes. Years later, looking back on the past, it may be difficult to regain the old moving. However, looking up at the night sky, at that end of the sky, there are always some stars silently watching and waiting. At that time, you can open your arms, look into the distance, face them, and say with joy and pride:
"Those days spent together are my eternal attachment in this life."
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