D5, two-disc, 145-minute movie. Iwai Shunji told us a beautiful and cool story. But I can't tell you what kind of plot this is. For more than two hours, there were always those silent shots before my eyes, the slanted blue sky, the clouds full of cotton like cotton, the large green wheat fields, the white-clothed teenager surrounded by the sun, and a flash of light on my face. gloomy. What you will regret is that those beautiful images like heaven in front of you are not just pastoral landscape paintings. The secretly surging youth will make all these things out of proportion, the seasons are reversed, and the haze is piled up.
This is a story about youth, one after another in Iwai Shunji's movie scenes, it makes him love the paranoid term, called youth.
Does anyone tell me what youth is? Do we still have youth? When we gradually leave those distant 15-year-olds, what else is in our hands? Those presumptuous love, those tears, those jealous faces, those stubborn pains? Or, like a blank sheet of paper, peaceful but ordinary years?
Youth is an adventure that does not care about the consequences and pain, a cruelty and despair that entangles and spreads, and a flight with broken wings. Do you remember those movie-like footages of youth, endless, jumping, and light. Then, they fled suddenly and disappeared, leaving you alone and viciously behind them, facing this sudden, unprepared, disaster alone.
At the beginning, on the road, in the wheat field, Lianjian’s life just appeared on the screen. In the wheat field, he didn’t know whether it was tears or sweat on his face. He couldn’t see clearly, but he knew that his eyelashes were very long, which made people look at. Want to touch.
Hasami Yuichi, this is a child who grew up in a broken family. His mother, stepfather, and younger brother brought by stepfather, for him, this is a home. This is a thin boy with a mess of hair and eyes like little beasts.
"Our first-year students are full of hope from today..."
It was Hoshino in 1999. They were all 13-year-olds, young, weak, kind, and quiet children. Will not quarrel with others, will be patient, even the girl who has a crush on dodges.
At the sports meeting, in the stands, Renjian quietly looked at the piano girl beside him, Kuno. On the road, I looked back at the girl in Yuzhongyi again, she looked slightly disturbed and shy.
At that time, Hoshino and Renjian were in the kendo club and were good friends. You can chat together at night, fall asleep, and talk about Hoshino's beautiful mother.
Blue sea, blue sky, green island. Green water, white boats, gorgeous fireworks, burning bonfires, and flying waves carry a simple happiness.
Youth always starts with such beautiful and warm movements, everything looks full of fantasy.
After the summer vacation, Hoshino was different from the previous one. After experiencing the closure of his parents’ factory, the family broke up, he was drowned during a trip to Okinawa, and he witnessed the traveller's unprepared death in a car accident. For a 15-year-old boy, this is an unbearable burden in life. Everything has undergone a devastating transformation. Facing the evil smile on the face of the domineering boy, Hoshino was no longer the handsome and quiet boy. A chair seemed to be slammed on the man's head easily, but it was the beginning of an extremely heavy change.
In the purple mud pool, the boy was forced to swim naked and raised his head, with a begging look in his eyes. His whole body was muddy, and the purple potion was disgusting. He tossed to the shore like a dog, and was kicked off by Hoshino again. Hoshino laughed, his laughter looked hideous.
He took pictures of Shiori's naked body and forced her to assist her in social interaction. On the road in the field, those childish eyes closed desperately, and the 14-year-old flower-like body withered.
She was manipulated, like a trapped fish, who could only be played between the palms of her fingers, without water, waiting for a day of suffocation.
"Are you noble? Hoshino and the others?" Shiori asked suddenly. Lian Jian was speechless, he couldn't speak, his task was to send Shiori home. His heart is also bitter.
Shiori threw the money on Renjian's face. At this time, the music rang with a depressing smell.
Shiori pushed and hit Renjian, her pain had no outlet to vent, just a poor, beautiful puppet, her heart was already powerless to struggle. Can only endure and obey, until all the energy in life is exhausted.
God is old, he slept deeply, unable to see everything ugly in this world.
The cruel youth finally began to take place here one by one.
Fortunately, fortunately, Lian Jian and Lily Zhou. He can avoid the cruel world that makes people unable to face it, and sleep in the music world of Lily Zhou. Who is Lily Zhou again? "It is her who liberated our minds. She casts the shadow of the ether, so that its light can be sublimated, and transcended visible light, penetrated into the transparent realm, soaked with painful images, and filled the gap in serum. Contributor: cornea "The things you cherish, friends, family, lovers, but hurt you the most. You bear all this, this is the reason for the existence of the ether. The place that is always peaceful is the ether. Contributor Les Paul."
Lily Zhou It is a kind of belief, and the ether is also a kind of belief, and Renjian believes that these can guide him how to do it. In the turbulent real world, the only thing touching his heart is Lily Zhou's music, which sounded cordially and remotely under the sky. Renjian's room was green and dark and cold. In the green chill, I SEE YOU, YOU SEE ME... Lily Zhou’s singing is confusing. This kind of melody is always like tiny thorns, piercing people's heart one by one, and the feeling is the same pain as hitting with a heavy hammer.
But, would you think of it? That fierce and domineering Hoshino, standing in the golden wheat field, lowered his head, holding Lily Zhou's CD in his hand. The boy in white has a quiet and sad expression on his face. I can't forget that Hoshino listened to Lily Zhou and screamed fiercely at the empty wheat field. The sun was so shining, but he couldn't be warmed. His delicate face was almost distorted with pain. At that moment, he seemed so fragile and depressed, he was no longer that domineering boy.
They are actually just some children. These children who seem to be so different, no matter whether they are violent or weak, whether decadent or wild, they are still connected in their souls, and they all have the same loneliness that cannot be recognized or interpreted. They all stood in the endless green wheat field, facing the wind alone, listening to Lily Zhou. There are gentle comforts in the singing, soft sighs, and low murmurs. For them, it is their only one, a pure heaven outside the world. They are like fallen angels, where they can find a moment of peace. Habitat.
Lianjian brought Lily Zhou's blue poster, so we saw it. On the edge of the green, vast wheat field, there are interlaced electrical wires, quiet bicycles, and large posters. The music plays off the still and delicate, beautiful picture. At that moment, how many warm feelings once permeated my heart. And on the back of this beauty, there is an endless sinking, filthy world, a world that no one understands.
Under the dazzling yellow light, the child's atrocities were performed, and Renomi was beaten and punished. Hoshino looked at him indifferently, with a cruel smile. At this time, the word friend is humble and worthless.
Lily Zhou's CD was roughly broken into two pieces, and the sound of music stopped abruptly. There was no retreat. There was no more, but the cruelty continued.
The camera was still shaking. In the dark corner, Renjian was forced to masturbate. He was silent and endured the humiliation until he collapsed. He remained silent and said nothing. When the singing stops, there is only destruction, and when it is destroyed, there is no need for words.
The wheat grew taller, but the young man in the wheat field was still lonely. He looked around, his eyes confused. Communication is still difficult. Hoshino and Renomi, standing in the same wheat field at different times, are blocked by time and mind.
In vain, inaccessible. What else will there be between each other? Ether?
Finally, on the Internet, the green cat appeared and began to communicate with Renomi. No meeting, only text.
"2000 AD, 14 years old. In the gray years, only in the rice fields can there be bright and barren green. Contributor: philia."
"Fallen, fallen, fallen, like a cycle with no end. I have been falling. Come on. Save me. Come on. Save me. Contributor: philia."
"Philip, I know you feel it , The invisible ether. Deeper than others feel. Contributor: Qingmao."
This is their conversation in the online world. In this chaotic and gloomy real world, fortunately, they can still find solace.
"I am Gulu, I am Yuko, Lisi, As, Minako, Sekiya, Niannian, Lord, Igasmi, Caro, S, FREEBIRD..." So many names, so many symbols , Hiding behind the screen, in a dark, safe place, unable to see each other's expressions. Those blunt, rigid, polite, polite expressions. Only the soft heart is talking. In such a place, everyone can relax without worrying about whether the outside sun will sting their eyes.
Lily is going to have a concert in Zhou. This has become a topic of constant discussion among all these children who love Lily Zhou. Perhaps it is the only happiness they can feel in their lives. Lianjian asked Qingmao to meet at the entrance of the concert. The sign of the meeting was Qingmao holding a green apple. He wanted to take a look at this, his only friend who accompanies him to endure all the sufferings of growing up and gives him all the strength.
In the choir, Kuno, who plays the piano, is jealous of the girls. They became dissatisfied with this and began to provoke. The beautiful Kanzaki took these girls away, and they couldn't see the brilliance of Kuno.
The quiet and elegant girl, when playing the piano, the music flows on the piano into a soft dream.
Renjian looked at Kuno, silently. Can he see through, this seemingly weak girl. Hisano Yoko.
She is still jealous, unless, she is destroyed.
Renjian watched Kuno walking towards the warehouse, the girl he liked, the innocent girl, lowered his head. He knew that her fate could no longer be escaped, but the messenger who led her to doom was himself.
Kanzaki appeared next to him with a gleeful look. She was expecting Kuno to be destroyed. She had been looking forward to it for a long time, perhaps even she herself didn't know the reason. In the warehouse, the color turned blue, the camera began to shake roughly, and Kuno's expression of fear flashed. Shaking makes people feel painful. Outside the window, Kanzaki looked and smiled, she looked at Kuno's pain and laughed.
Lian Jian cried, he finally cried, crying bitterly under the blue pure sky. Lily Zhou at this moment can't heal his wounds either. He already understood that he was totally wrong, because believing in a person is illusory. Not entirely because of Hisano, but also because of Lily Zhou, "because the ether does not exist."
In the blue sky, red and white kites danced, Shiori ran, watching the kites, and laughed happily. The smile was so pure that people couldn't face it, as if there has never been pain or despair in this world.
Fall. Fall. Fall. Shiori jumped down from the sky. She said, I want to fly. "People can't fly".
Then, fly, fly, fly in the sky, fall. At the end of her life, she finally had a short flight.
I want to take a kite and fly to the sky. In such a cardamom years.
The end of the flight is here, and the years with its cold smile, just swagger away like this, don't mind the blood on the ground, just let it dim and disappear. The moment the angel doll broke. My heart contracted and pained because of some kind of pressure. When the angel and life said goodbye, they were 15 years old.
Yes, Cardamom Years. Have you heard that the wooden horse is singing, and all the tombstones are smeared with youth.
On December 8, Lily's weekly concert. Renjian was nervous and excited to find the green apple, and then Hoshino's face appeared abruptly in front of him.
Lost and depressed, all the romance and warmth in the imagination have finally been broken, and there is no possibility to deal with the broken pieces, and the gap will never be able to make up. The sky collapsed in an instant, but the moment the illusion was shattered was so heartbreaking. All the moving and gratification became so ridiculous and meaningless for a time. All beliefs and expectations have also become unrecognizable as the mystery is revealed.
Looking for Hoshino, his previous comfort, the past comfort in reality and on the Internet, now everything has become an illusion, and when reminiscing about his years of age, nothing is left.
Hoshino, Hoshino, turned around and saw Renmi. Their faces were very close to each other, staring at each other for a few seconds, Hoshino's expression was calm, and then fell down.
Lian Jian lost the green cat forever, and the knife stabbed so deeply and resolutely, like the despair in his heart.
The green wheat field has turned golden, and the boy in white clothes in the wheat field still listens to Lily Zhou's music. There is still Kuno, Shiori, and Hoshino, but what Hoshino remains is the land where no grass grows. And the azure blue sky has become a rich purple-red. We have grown up, and the blue sky is no longer there. What is lost is not only innocence.
Those characters are still flashing quickly on the screen, they are some new names, but they are saying similar feelings. Hoshino is dead, Renjian no longer speaks on the Internet, and the angels will leave heaven after all. But in this world, there are still so many incomprehensible children growing up alone. They still feel confused and confused in their lives, still eager to find comfort in Lily Zhou, and still embrace and love each other tightly in this illusory happiness. Until one day, they had to start to face reality and had to leave.
Suddenly I saw some verses like this: There is no light/the people who are buried/who do I sing the requiem song for/the crowd is constantly coming or going around me like a tide/I think I will eventually forget/No one can help anyone/No Someone can save someone/no one can give me hope/no one can stop leaving,
only some despair and sighs left in my heart.
No one can understand this youth.
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