One boy, two girls. Misunderstanding.
The introversion of flowers, the liveliness of Alice. A stark contrast was formed.
But they are the best of friends. The twins that cannot leave each other the most.
Flower's secret love, in an accident, formed an unpredictable opportunity with the favorite Miyamoto.
Because of his introversion, he lied to Miyamoto, whose mind was blank.
"Don't you remember me? I'm Hana. Your girlfriend."
Miyamoto, who fell into the "amnesia theory" of flowers, couldn't tell whether it was reality or not, and kept looking for the truth.
Helpless, Hua had no choice but to pull Alice in as Miyamoto's ex-girlfriend in order to perfunctory lie to Miyamoto.
Man counts as God. Hua never thought that this love scene did not unfold according to her arrangement.
Alice was gradually attracted to Miyamoto, and Miyamoto also developed feelings for Alice.
However the end. Still good.
Miyamoto did not choose either of the two.
The feelings of a young director are also quietly hidden in their hearts.
Take it as a memory. Anyway, it's beautiful.
What impressed me the most was Alice's confession.
Saying in Chinese, "I love you, goodbye."
And the ballet that Alice danced during the interview.
The scene where He Hua turned his back to Miyamoto for ten minutes before the end of the movie and tried to keep himself from crying.
The movie ended quietly. However, the feeling in my heart continued.
Is that kind of youth still flowing in us?
It seems to be over. Only a small tail remains.
I still remember watching the group of children setting off fireworks during the Spring Festival, and
recalling that they had such a carefree laugh.
But it's all over. Those years will not come back.
It feels so close, like everything is still yesterday.
But when I think about it carefully, I realize that it has been so long.
So far away.
I'm jealous of kids who still have a lot of youth.
Jealous of those faces smiling under the fireworks.
Jealous of the days of being able to grow mung beans under the windowsill.
Iwai Shunji said, I am jealous of youth.
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