The beginning of the story is a beautiful daydream. On the side of the playground, two girls, the sun is shining brightly, and they are warmly cast on their bodies. The white school uniforms are full of youth, and their fascination with the future is painted on their slightly upturned faces.
"The sun is very bright and warm. Later, my husband pushed the door and walked in. He is the kind of... he, he is the kind of..." The gentle Taiwanese accent sounded, slowly saying the girl's thoughts. All the shyness blooms in the smile.
Zhang Shihao, whom Lin Yuezhen secretly loves, is undoubtedly the ideal lover in the eyes of most girls. Can play the guitar, loves sports, handsome, sunny, laughs badly, always looks full of confidence. However, his outward appearance could not hide his inner panic. In fact, he was just a little boy who didn't know how to deal with girls. The film uses repetition to express his simplicity, confidence and overwhelm.
"Actually there is no Lin Yuezhen at all, right? You want to know me, right?"
"My name is Zhang Shihao, Scorpio, O-type, swimming team, guitar club."
"I'm full and go home."
"Then why do you want to I kiss you?"
"Are we breaking up like this?"
No rhetoric or sweet words, just the simplicity and stubbornness of youth. Everything was simple back then. It's only years later that we get confused "do you need a reason to love someone?" and hope to gain the power to travel back in time and make it all over again. Back then, there was no need for a reason to love someone. However, that time can only be recalled.
The blue door evokes this kind of memory very well. It filters out schoolwork, exams, and parents’ nagging, intentionally or unintentionally, leaving only small notes in class, whispers of best friends, and hazy feelings. Delightful pieces of youth. All the joy comes home with us after school.
We have also secretly followed that she (him) with our eyes, we have also rode bicycles in the wind, letting our shirts fly, we have shared secrets with friends, tried to make each other embarrassing, and then made a mess ...In the crisp and jumping piano sound, our memories are riding bicycles through the summer in Taipei.
However, what haunts us most is the hazy feeling that is always in the air. Lin Yuezhen walked carefully to Zhang Shihao and waved to Meng Kerou secretly; at night, she took Meng Kerou to the swimming pool to listen to Zhang Shihao swimming.
"What are you looking at? I can't see anything!"
"I can hear the sound of his swimming."
Secret love is like this, as long as you can hear him and feel him, you will be satisfied.
Yuezhen also likes to collect everything related to Zhang Shihao: basketball, sneakers (his feet are so big), Zhou Ji (his words are so ugly), drinking bottles, swimming goggles, ballpoint pens, treasure-like collections. in a large cardboard box.
"I like him for so long, so I can only secretly pick up his photos and pick up some of his lese (trash), am I useless?" The sadness of the crush not only on Yuezhen's face, but also crawled between the lines.
At this time, the clip of Meng Kerou dancing with Lin Yuezhen with her mask still remains in her memory: youth moves with the music, like two cute little beasts, self-confident, free and unassuming. The freedom of the previous moment sets off the sadness of the next moment all-pervasive.
What's more sad may be Meng Kerou, this stubborn girl who has been secretly liking Lin Yuezhen, a girl who keeps telling herself "I'm a girl, I like boys". At this moment, she was alone and sad, speechless, and her eyes were full of loneliness. "I'm going home."
Meng Kerou had a unique attraction. She has a pure face, pure eyes, stubborn and cold, but when her smile blooms, she looks youthful and sunny. A simple and complex girl, not to mention the young boy who is in love, even for us who miss our youth, is quite lethal.
Lin Yuezhen's secret love for Zhang Shihao can be expressed, even if she wrote Meng Kerou's name on her love letter, Meng Kerou could only suppress her love for Yuezhen. Because she thinks, "I'm a girl, I (should) like boys," and "Tell her, we might not even be friends." So she had to deliver her lover's love letter to her "rival in love", and had to endure Zhang Shihao's stalking and stubborn pursuit.
Yes, for such a little girl who doesn't know if drinking water to her mouth counts as a kiss, how can she tell whether her feelings for Yuezhen are friendship or love. How can you know if you will accept the pursuit of the opposite sex. So, she wanted to know what it was like to kiss a boy, and even went to the innocent PE teacher; she rejected Zhang Shihao and introduced Yuezhen to him, but then rode back to the original place to find them; she quickly kissed After a moment with Yuezhen, she was ready to confess to her; she finally couldn't help but go to see Zhang Shihao's swimming competition...
The film brought a hint of youthful sadness. Love, friendship, same-sex, opposite-sex, how can we get a happy ending. These are not exactly what we have experienced and doubted.
When Lin Yuezhen asked expectantly, "Can we date?" "I'm sorry" ruined her smile. On the platform upstairs, she disposed of the treasures in the cardboard box one by one, burning her love with a fire. When she stepped on the fire again and found some fragments of memory from the ashes, I couldn't help thinking of a lyric in Ye Bei's "Doomed": "All the photos have already been burned to ashes, but those memories can't be lit. "Yes, the memory of youth will follow us for a lifetime.
When Kerou looked at Shihao's back and Frente's Accidently Kelly street sounded, Kerou was still asking herself: "Xiao Shi, watching your floral shirt float away, I'm thinking, one year later, three years later. , in five years, what will we be like?" Kerou finally opened the door of youth and has her own fantasy of the future.
It wasn't a happy ending, but there's still hope, at least we can have those fond memories.
The days passed by quietly like water. When you look back, do you still remember your childhood dreams? Those whom the pure heaven loves, those joys and sorrows of being alone in love, those secretly proud of knowing that someone likes them, those eyes that quietly exchanged and the moving wheels, those simple years swaying in the wind and passing by, those who once did daydream...
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