Under the cherry blossom tree a year ago, all the yinghua is gone, and the green emotions or the clouds in the sky at this time are looming. Fumbling in the long river of our memory, such a shadow always appears in front of us, but we can't catch it. wait. time. The fast-running train traverses the Kanto Plain where snow drifts for eight thousand miles, just to meet her again. "Time flows over my head like a mockery", just like the falling snow, ruthless. We are also waiting quietly for the coming of that sad ending.
In the distant Tang Dynasty, the political plum fragrance is elegant, and it is the moment of family reunion, but only here, a touch of sadness flows over the snow. Looking forward to that figure. In an instant, it's like a lifetime away.
At the moment of eye contact, there was no warm use of white, but our tears could no longer be stopped. Perhaps this is the beginning of a longer separation.
"Modernity is something that is fleetingly grasped by the senses" - Baudelaire
We finally no longer want to look for the heritage of modernity in Japanese works, no matter what technique is always representing the author's heart. Nowadays, the film and television market, which has become a cultural industry, is always full of challengers. The jumping narrative method has such obvious traces of European films, but it is telling such a traditional oriental story - subtle and meaningful. Whether or not we see modernity dissolving in Shinkai's films, the nature of the Japanese animation industry's cultural industry is like an insurmountable barrier. Returning to China is still a betrayal to the masses. Whether it can awaken the aristocratic spirit of the public like you or the literary redemption like Lottie is by no means the mission of contemporary filmmakers—nor is it a philosopher, at least the nostalgic plot’s nostalgia for the innocent time resonates with everyone. Not an era of elites.
If we read about loneliness in Tim Burton, then we have the sadness in New Ocean City, who always touches something in our souls. In this movie, it is a cherry blossom with a speed of 5 centimeters per second, or a long and distant wait. We may never have had such a young first love, because the personality alienated by the pressure of competition in a deformed society no longer believes in reality, but even the dream woven by Xinhaicheng makes us stop in the fast life Meditate, looking for the speed of reuniting with the shadow in your memory.
This dream is called "5 centimeters per second" (5 centimeters per second).
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