"My name does not mean autumn, but Aji of Bai Yaji. My father hopes that I can grow stubbornly like a plant."
"In order to let you know me better. Today, I'm here to make a special call for you. Introduce myself. My birthday is..."
"Kissing is to be done while talking about ideals. What are your ideals?"
"Actually, I have been hospitalized since today. But don't worry, I am right Your thoughts are the same."
"When I got here, I felt that Aji was still alive."
"I closed my eyes, and you were in front of me. I fell in love with you because on the rooftop, when you eat bread, the A mouth full of things, and a smile that will always reassure me, how I wish you could be right in front of me and let me touch, when you carry me on a locomotive, your back is my whole world"
"Finally, I have a request, Please scatter my ashes in the wind of Ayers Rock, and then continue to live your happy life"
[Sheng]
At the age of sixteen or seventeen, love is when I stand secretly watching you from a distance, it is I sit on your locomotive and hug you tightly. The heart of youth needs to fly, and ignorant love is just born. It shouldn't be so heavy and cruel, it even seems far-fetched. But for Yaji and Shuo, Fate's palms are spreading out, but the tide is surging, almost drowning. The old-fashioned bridge was broken, the girl suffered from an incurable disease, and the boy could not save himself for a long time after the girl died. This kind of design is presented in another way in this film, full of surprises and emotions. The story is not a straightforward narrative, nor is it a memoir-like countdown. Instead, it took a three-line development to promote the development of the story. It was Shuo's memory of the past, Aji's proof of love, and Ritsuko's self-salvation.
[forget]
Exquisite pictures and sketch-style dialogues came out of the mouth of the young man exuding incomparable vitality, without feeling abrupt at all. It seems that such wording belongs to that era, green and intense. Watching Aji and Shuo exchange their feelings on the tape, when they conveyed their feelings, their hearts rippled. Don't such tapes and notepads also flow in our palms during a certain month of a certain year? "I like the green of the forest"; "I like the blue of the sky". The director arranged and designed an Aki who feels different from other girls of the same age, which is unforgettable from the beginning. But it is still fate, and she is destined to be forgotten by most people. Aki said, afraid of being forgotten by others. So she chose to take a wedding photo with Shuo before her life ended. She not only wanted to freeze it in the photo frame, but also in his heart and never be forgotten.
[Note]
Ritsuko can be seen as a derivative of the love between Yaji and Shuo. From the beginning of the question and answer about the origin of Shuo's name, it was exactly the same as what Aki asked at that time, Ritsuko has replaced Aki and came to the center of Shuo's world. And Ritsuko is also the little girl who exchanged tapes on behalf of Aki and Shuo when Aki was sick. At that time, she didn't know how painful love was to the sister lying on the hospital bed. The only thing she knew was that her sister loved her brother so much. But the last tape was solitary at the end of her life, and Ritsuko's car accident shattered that last promise. It also took away the last trace of Yaji's concern in this world. Ritsuko has been blaming herself for her own mistakes, even if the boyfriend beside her was her eldest brother back then, she didn't know anything about it. She still has unfulfilled wishes in her heart. Xiaolu and Shuo who returned to the town, one to retrieve the lost memory, the other to redeem the missing soul.
[…]
the center of the world. The boy promised the girl that he would take her to the center of the world, but he regretted the girl's hurried departure. Boys came with the derivatives of girls. Standing in the center of the world calling for their favorite. The girl has not left, she has always been there. On the rocks by the sea where they met, in their names on the glass after the girl breathed, in the tapes where their voices circulated, in the ashes of the girl the boy stood in the center of the world sprinkled into the sky.
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