Childhood without company. Always reflect his own shadow. Afraid to remember such words. Afraid to think of the lonely years when a person played with building blocks. Or a childhood inundated with endless exercises and recitations. So many years later, I can't recall the joyousness of my childhood in any case. Instead, there is a leftover blank, and I don't know what color to use.
I always remember the Duo Duo in "Paradise Cinema" that I once forgot. They are all lucky, whether it is the inseparability of the balloon or the silent encouragement of Alfdo, they all paint gorgeous colors on their bleak childhood.
The ending of the short film is a surprising and surprising fairy tale ending. It seems that such perfection has long since been indifferent. It seems that the rings of growth have already squeezed me into an emotionless animal. And when all the balloons floated across the thousands of miles of sky, it suddenly dawned on me that this is the beautiful blueprint for dependence in our dark world.
So, do we, who are skeptical of fairy tales, regain our desire for beauty after the completion of self-irony, and then go on the road again.
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