From the first singing, I thought this would be a good movie. Although the tiredness of the afternoon at that time made me drowsy. But the scenery is really beautiful, overlooking the mountains, the yellowing leaves, the tranquil lake, and the happy teenagers on the rails. It should be a cold winter, the girl said to the boy: "I'm thinking to the barrel, I like you so much." "Why don't you kiss me?" Liu Li was at a loss. The girl asked him to kiss the palm of her hand, the boy did so, and the first beautiful kiss between the two came. There was joy in their eyes as if they had found a treasure.
The beginning is really fascinating. The camera stood there quietly, like a faithful recorder, capturing the tender buds of love sprouted by the youth. Every look, every little gesture is so cute. Like tiny youthful fluff gleaming in the breeze.
Later, the camera turned to the small town where these teenagers grew up. Every little detail constitutes a story that does not resemble a story. Sitting in front of the screen, I seem to be watching a certain youth of the boy next door. The only twist was a weekend party the girls attended. When she came back, she had her hair cut and had worries and confusion. So when facing the boy again, he couldn't accept his kiss calmly. It was a shy and overwhelmed child growing up, facing some temptations that must be experienced in growing up. She honestly told the boy that she had sex with one of the boys at the party, but she loved him.
Is loving someone really able to resist all temptations and not do wrong? The second half of the film describes from the boy's perspective the pain and struggle he experienced in dealing with this change. But I forgave the girl from the very beginning. I think she really loves this boy the most. She told the boy with great confidence a secret that even her brother didn't know, and she panicked in tears in the face of her mistake. I know, girl, she is just curious about the unfolding youth; I know, girl, she wants to get back the good memory of her first love; I know, girl, she doesn't want to hurt the boy she loves, the boy she has lost.
In the end, I didn't get a clear answer as to whether she and him unraveled the knot, or left a shadow. They seem to have reconciled, and it seems that it is just a sloppy perfunctory. All I know is that they have lost their strong love and are trying to establish another relationship that is flat but sincere. The girl swinging on the swing, the boy looking back at the youth in the car, they have not lost anything. Maybe when I grow up, I will miss this period of pure and incomparable years. Such pure emotion, it is difficult to meet again in the next life.
Actually I didn't get any clear meaning or truth from this movie. All I received were subtle emotions, some nostalgic feeling. It is a swing, fallen leaves, and lake water in the afternoon sun. It's so bland that it doesn't even need to be read. So I don't remember anything after watching the movie. Include boys and girls names. But it's not important, is it? I remember this pair of young boys and girls soaking in warm water in winter; I remember the boy who was at a loss when he suddenly wanted to be a father; I remember the mother who reminisced about her youth after disguising as a clown; I remember the puppy that accompanied her when she was lonely; To the little girl and the little boy who talked about memories at the end of the film... what I received was their dull and bland life for a while. There have been laughter, there have been tears, some lost, some gained.
Youth happens to be a swing on a barrel, just like yours and mine.
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