watched this film, it was the long May Day holiday. Before the holiday, many, many things happened, noisy, chaotic, I was like a spinning top that couldn't stop. I
hid in the bright world of the movie and was quiet for a moment.
When watching this movie, I kept thinking of many, many fragments of life. It's been a
long time since I had a simple mind like Taeko. I always thought that I was tightly wrapped by a hard shell, but I was delighted to discover that I would still be moved at some point.
Looking back, I can't even remember how I got to where I am now.
I am How did I grow up? What
was my first consciousness, the first shot in my head?
Where did my memory begin?
Like Taeko, he was a child who was tortured by mathematics since childhood. The painful numbers are like a nightmare all day long. I remember in the first grade of elementary school, the teacher asked us to count from one to one hundred. I felt that 100 was an end point that could never be reached. I was always afraid of mathematics in junior high school and high school after that. It was not until the end of the first semester of college that I got rid of mathematics forever. Taeko said that people who can do arithmetic and division Life will be smoother, I think. People I know who are good at math seem to be happy easily. They are all so simple, and there is no sadness caused by superfluous subtle emotions. Maybe they all take that part Give it away.
When I was in the fifth grade of elementary school, one Sunday afternoon, my classmates and I came to the classroom to print out the blackboard newspaper. I stood on tiptoe on the bench and drew the pattern on the masthead, and suddenly a little boy rushed in. His white skin was pink and pink Tender. He looked straight at me. I looked carefully and recognized that he was a third-grade student. I helped their class arrange a sketch. He looked at me and said timidly: "Sister, I like you". Then I ran away like a fly. I was left alone, and the other students in the classroom laughed. My face suddenly turned red. He was so righteous, but I was embarrassed and overwhelmed. From that day on, every time I saw him on campus, I couldn't help but hide. Now that I think about it, it's really not generous at all. When I saw the little boy who liked Taeko shyly asked "cloudy, rainy days" He Qingtian, which time do you prefer?", I couldn't help but smile knowingly, as if I saw that little boy with fair skin in the third grade of elementary school. I never knew his name, and I don't know if he still remembers me now. Haha , It has been so long, I should have forgotten it.
My father just sent a text message "Is the stinky girl in class?" I smiled, my father learned to send text messages after I went to college. Knowing that my father was so cute and tender. When I was little, I was so afraid that he would hate him. Until high school, I hated him. I hated his brutality. He always solved everything with violence. I remember when I was a child with him in the garden While walking in the park, I picked a flower in the garden while he was not paying attention, and he slapped him with a big slap, and the slap was left on his face for the whole afternoon. At that time, I hated him to the core, in my opinion He was a terrible monster. But now, after so many years, in this far-flung land, I suddenly realized that I was so similar to him that I could never change the tiny nerve in my brain that was connected to him. The pain caused by those slaps and the resentment that once thought would exist forever have long since been forgotten in the hourglass of time. Just like Taeko told the little girl about his father's past in a gentle and nostalgic tone.
When Taeko left the city, there was a cat in the camera. Taeko should have a cat too. I also had a cat at home when I was a child. She was a very lazy cat. She slept by the fire in winter. As a result, she was too lazy to move and burned the hair on her buttocks. There were mice running around in the house, and her father chased her to catch the mouse, but she didn't move, and her father got angry and kicked her hard. She huddled up in the corner and choked softly, whimpering, whimpering, whimpering. I squatted in the corner and looked at her with pity. But nothing could help. Later, the cat was stolen Yes, I cried all afternoon. Cats are very suitable animals for girls with a soft heart. She is very suitable for Taeko, and Taeko's cat should be better than mine.
Watching movies all day long, get used to it Beginning, climax, ending. Accustomed to erotica, violence, murder. Accustomed to reasoning, guessing, speculation. Accustomed to crying, hilarious, nervous.
Never before has such a movie been so plain, clean, transparent, soft, like the sky The same.
You don't need to open your mouth to have any excessive expressions, and you don't need any excessive movements. Lying on the sofa quietly, watching those clear colors flow. Quietly accompany you to think of everything in the past. The
teacher explained the structure of the script There is always a law on the left and a law on the right. In fact, in the final analysis, behind all techniques and methods is the human heart. After all, movies are for people to see. Only by making movies truly towards the hearts of people can it be possible to touch people’s hearts. people.
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