A small town in the 1970s, a quiet neighborhood; gloomy rain and faint sunshine; even the air is as cool as ice.
A gentle boy, a little introverted and fragile, indecisive but kind.
Guilt over breaking up with her fiancée, she stayed with her grief-stricken parents after her death.
Suffering from having a mouth and being unable to speak, the evil nightmares have nowhere to escape.
Until he met her, that weak and strong woman, with big gentle eyes and a small smile on her lips, like a sonnet.
She has the same loneliness and sadness as him.
He's lost his best friend, even if they don't make a husband and wife; she's waiting for a boyfriend who's gone forever, until love fades.
He and she came together in the same ailment. So natural.
But there is a constant sense of guilt that haunts his heart and his dreams all the way.
The loss of control, regret and pain on the witness stand finally made him learn to be strong. That's the loyalty to the self given by the deceased.
That's why he can face himself and tell the truth; that's why he has the courage to pursue love.
He wrote 75 letters by hand, one by one mailbox. In this way, as the postman, she will receive, from every mailbox in town, his remorse, his apologies and, his...love.
The torn stickers at the end of the film are not forgotten but sublimated; nostalgia does not mean that one is in a sea of misery.
Face the pain, get out of the pain, and let go of love and freedom.
The father who lost his beloved daughter gently kissed his forehead and said: GO. Then, together with his wife, wipe away the sadness little by little and rely on each other.
He and she drove out of the town, along with the cat and the dog who had been fighting hard the first time they met.
The warm sun shines through the scattered strands of hair; looking up, there is a small sticker on the roof of the car: Cielo. (Sky)
They smile, pure and bright as early morning after rain.
Everything is so beautiful.
I like this kind of stories told quietly and quietly, as if the water is flowing and leisurely; beauty becomes poetry.
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