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thought for a long time.
I have to write this article, but I can't find it, I can't find some kind of carrier.
My motivation for writing this article is not pure, because I wrote it before, just because I wanted to write it.
And now I write because you can see it.
I know, you will come to see it.
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These days, I have been trying hard to search for the common memories between me and you, but it turns out that we are really different. Except for the past few years, we have overlapped and worked together to entangle these two originally different lines-other than that, it is difficult to find the intersection before or after.
Finally, after the two originally non-parallel lines extended the trajectory of their occlusion, they spread out towards the two non-marginal origins.
I tried desperately to catch, but still, the kite string.
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Speaking of common memories, we once talked about this movie. In my impression, this is probably the biggest resonance for each other in the years before the parallel line. You said you watched this movie many times. And I happen to be too.
We are immersed in the tear-gas segment of "Love Letter", everyone is crying, but in fact they are crying only for themselves-and the Fujii trees are nothing more than a pot of Fengyoujing, a bottle of Runming, or FM. A sad narration.
The tears are their own.
Secret love is a slender shadow, beautiful because it is blurred. But once they jumped off, the two lines of admiration decided to walk side by side, but they also began to cut each other side by side.
A kite that is destined to be broken will float quietly into the sky.
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For the goodness crush, we always over and over again, taken the trouble to recount the youth.
If it is still possible, I would like to go back to the old days, just two people appreciate each other and talk about some non-marginal topics every day. I recommend a movie to you, and you say that the book is really good. Then under the blue sky, I thought quietly, quietly thought...
At that time, your smile could not be touched, but it was always so real as a dream.
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film, Hayana Oi, who has a crush on Fujii, said that the stories of boys and girls are always repeated. In fact, this is fine, isn't it? We will repeat our story, and the appearance of the person in the story is repeated again and again.
For the tree, the meaning of Fujii does not lie in first love. It's the most primitive bond in my heart.
Therefore, she stopped to surround herself, repeating that she was still able to retain those pure white and fresh things in a panic. Nice story.
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first time I watched it was almost ten years ago, if you count the intermittent plot, I watched it almost ten times. Some bridge sections will never be forgotten. For example, the tree on the sick bed and the blogger in the snow. The two people call out "How are you" again and again, and then replied carefully, "I am fine." The library card at the back, and the yellowish, jerky brushstroke but full of beautiful scent of sketches.
What exactly is love? We are all moving towards the meaningful 30, slowly but inevitably approaching. Each of us has been in contact with emotions, and there has been the thread that entangles around us. When every kite dies with the wind, we are sure that we understand the true meaning of love, and we are confident and convinced.
However, we can always find that we are still a troubled lost person in the process of the next relationship.
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I always feel that "Love Letter" is not such a simple story about a crush. Every time I try to explain her clearly, I always find that relying on my sluggish brushstrokes and chaotic logic, I must not be able to explain her well.
Fujii to crush and to Hiroko love tree;
tree for Fujii admiration and Xiangxi for Hiroko;
Hiroko expectations for Fujii's care and for the tree;
Akiba for Hiroko pity and for Fujii responsibility ......
In addition the In addition, there is also
the guilt of the tree's grandfather for his granddaughter and regret for his son;
The tree’s mother’s love for her daughter and her perseverance in life;
Fujii’s mother ’s love for her son and the pity for Hiroko; Obear
’s memorial to friends and the entrustment of the mountain; the
girl’s care for her father and her love for her mother;
The tree called the tree in the yard’s reluctance to the old house and respect for the memories;
Oi’s expectations for first love and troubles with first love;
Suzumi’s secret love for autumn leaves and his blessing for autumn leaves; Mr.
Hamaguchi’s The affection of the students and the guardianship of their faith;
the envy of the group of lively girls for beautiful love and the longing for the ignorant future;
the resistance of the young Fujii to the cold world and the stubborn pursuit of the simple;
the cautiousness and care of the young tree for the beautiful love Uneasy growing up
...
These feelings are so similar, and each one is different. The heavy sense of complexity, blended in the perpetual ambiguity and greenness, is difficult to describe clearly. Just like the blue sea, the bottom of the sea is full of innumerable clutter, but when you look at the brokenness that makes you spontaneous and mixed, you still only feel the purity of the sea.
What a wonderful thing this is.
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like our life.
On the surface it is bright and simple, but inside it is full of scars and fragility; on the
surface it is heavy and bitter, but inside it has not lost its dreams and hopes.
For these, we don’t know, we can only spend it day by day, and then pray with our heart to get better day by day.
Get better.
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Thinking of this, I suddenly realized that we are actually such a similar kind of people.
A class of people in the same world.
We all live in the present, and we all live in the past. The same as Bozi, and the same as the tree.
One day in the future, the present will also become the present, and at that time, the present present will become the past.
right? This is really our most happy thing.
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Opening the refrigerator, I suddenly started crying lonely. The refrigerator is even more lonely than me. There is nothing else but four eggs, half a bag of sliced noodles, and a can of moldy condensed milk. You left the eggs, you bought me the condensed milk, and you left the noodles.
For two full months, I didn't add anything to it.
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Seeing the bewildered tree holding the "Reminiscence of the Years", the back of the borrowing card was his face, so young that he was so sorrowful. Then my tears flowed down again.
When Fujii wrote the name of the tree on 87 cards, what kind of beautiful picture he imagined? And what kind of green onions and violent blooms should we have in the past?
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thought of once. One by one, making crab roll sushi for you. Does it look good? When brewing caramel macchiato-flavored coffee at home, does it taste the same as Starbucks? Do you miss Wenyu Cheese waiting in line in Nanluoguxiang? Did you taste the kiwi in the English-style grilled steak that you learned specially?
Think of the past. Draw Takeshi Kaneshiro and hung it on the glass of your desk. The painting looks very similar, but you can't always draw your appearance, so you can't write it. You can curl up under the covers to watch the stories of friends, and there is a story from a dilapidated child. The countless discs purchased in the store are like this every year, but they have forgotten the habit.
Think of the past. I want to wear a piece of clothing that can’t smell you, but find that all the things that can be upper body are all bought by you; I want to gather up the courage and clamor that I’m going to fucking throw away all the memories related to you, only to find this If so, I can only follow the walls, so I quietly wiped my sneakers and put the water glass back in place.
……
When doing these, the mood should be the same as Fujii. Choosing books that have never been borrowed is because you don't want to obliterate your lover's name in all living beings. When writing every word, you want to lock your love firmly.
Locked in "Reminiscence of the Years".
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However, the "Love Letter" teaches us that a series of touches, sadness, sorrows, memories, shocks, indulgences, hysteria, loss of reason about youth-these attitudes exist for the value of growth.
growing up.
Everyone will inevitably fall into the emotions of youth and cannot extricate themselves, because there is always such a soft place in the depths of our hearts that cannot withstand the sadness. As for the moving moments that appear, I always tell myself that it is hypocritical, nihility, and hinders my growth.
But every time I always compromise, because this is what I need.
Open the "Love Letter" or "Don't Believe Fate", always pull directly to those few paragraphs that make people palpitating, and then solemnly say in my heart: I will grow, I want to grow, even though I need memories and Sadness, but the purpose of memories and sadness is to grow.
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This is difficult.
However, life is inherently difficult.
We have no choice.
So I suddenly understood everything.
In "Those Worthless Experiences," Shi Kang said, "People love to remember youth because they don’t have anything more than a handful of youth, and people’s mental abilities stagnate during adolescence. But the physical ability has gone downhill. Youth has become the culmination of life. The happiness behind is at best the repetition and imitation of the experience of youth, but it is not as good as youth. People like the relationship between the sexes because in ordinary life Only the relationship between the sexes can bring them a novelty and joy that is close to adventure. This is the ghost that repeatedly wanders back and forth in narrow alleys. "
If bondage and love are also in the category of gender relations, then I agree His logic. Because even though I may not be able to come out of this relationship from now on, it does not hinder my hopes and visions for the future world, and all the efforts I have made for this.
I must leap into the air, and I must go and see the world outside the narrow alley. Instead of begging, restoring, and crying again and again.
I thought about it for a long, long time. After thinking about this, I understood the beautiful Nakayama Miho’s cry in the snow, I understood the strange smile of Takashi Kashiwabara in front of the bicycle, I understood the wisdom behind Toyokawa Etsuji’s glasses, and I understood Sakai. Miki's sad eyes when she looked at the dragonfly in the ice.
Understand everything, understand the whole world.
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I think, a long, long time passed. Maybe when I get old, I will still remember such a day,
this day I sat in front of the computer screen for a long time, repeatedly recalling, repeatedly drifting away, repeatedly determined, and then repeatedly imprinted.
On that day, when I suddenly turned around, I found that you were still there,
still there.
The smile looks the same as before.
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Someday in the future, I will be online, on the phone, in a text message, or on a certain page of my book, and gently ask you,
"How are you?"
Then you will say,
"I am fine "The
corner of the mouth looks the same as before.
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People are always doing some "random" things "deliberately", consciously or unconsciously. This is the better one among the appendages of "Love."
For example, when I write a paragraph, I always like to forcibly distinguish the paragraphs, and then prefix them with the serial number of "1, 2, 3, 4". Before, I always write 14 paragraphs because this is mine. The state of mind at the time;
and now I always have no more or no less, writing 18 paragraphs, because this is your mark.
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Don't cry, my favorite person.
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