After many years, I didn’t obsess over looking for this film to watch. I just accidentally saw the introduction of this film when I was collecting Hayao Miyazaki’s animation, so I remembered that I watched it in that small TV frame many years ago. been to as a fragment, a man and a woman walked in as the United States is covered with red maple in the autumn, is a sleepy tails of red string together dazed walked ┅
I just ages, then destroyed the original movie Good impression. The red maple that only exists in the memory covers the sky, the beautiful scenery in that memory, and the eternal love. Frozen into ice at the moment after watching the movie. And he just decided to give up his favorite love in his heart to repay his parents for the upbringing grace to marry the president's daughter. And how cruel this difference of thought was, she chose to commit suicide and eventually became unconscious, and he finally couldn't escape her heart and chose to return to her at the wedding scene.
The two walked forward silently, past the cherry blossoms all over the mountains and plains in the spring, past the refreshing blue sea of summer and the clear and transparent, past the maple leaves of autumn that burned like fire, and past the snow and silver of winter.
Those beautiful scenery can only attract our attention, and in those two dull expressions, in those two desperate figures, what is the world in their eyes? I have been thinking about what they are looking for if they keep walking like this. Or they have no other choice but to go on like this.
The three loves seem to have no connection, but think about it. In fact, it is a bleak tragedy. In the AD, regardless of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, he wore the same skirt, the same outfit, and the same lunch. She waited for 30 years, and that person finally came. It's just that he is no longer what he was when he was. But she finally waited, but turned around and the bullet shot through his heart as he went down the mountain. She was still waiting in the park unconsciously. I looked at her with a sad expression. I know that her waiting will be lost again. She will wait like that foolishly...
That beautiful singer lost his beautiful face in a car accident and retired from the music scene. Sitting at the beach all day long, dare not face myself. That obsessed fan, in order to meet the idol that was obsessed with. After seeing her most beautiful photo, she used a razor to blind her. But there was a car accident on the way back after he saw her, and she was also waiting at the beach unconsciously. They may be guessing every possibility why he hasn't come, waiting so persistently, whether it is happiness or suffering.
I was thinking that I would rather be the lovers on the rope, whether they are healthy, sick, intact, incomplete, or dead. The last picture appeared on the screen, two dolls, turning with both hands, gracefully closing the curtain. Little by little piano sound seemed to shatter all hope.
It is just a play, and who can say that our life is not a play.
When I was halfway through writing, I said that I was irritable. It was not you that I was irritable, but myself. Because I seem to see myself as a doll. Love is a doll manipulated by love, a doll manipulated by time in life, and a doll manipulated by fate in life.
Maybe, I am to you, but also your alternative doll. But I would rather you be the person on the other end of the line, life or death. Just ask you not to let go.
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