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Last night, I watched "The Fairy Tale of the Years". This animation has been very famous for a long time. I clicked it a few years ago. At that time, I was still young and didn't understand the beauty of it. I thought it was very boring, so I just watched the beginning. Until last night, I wanted to find a piece of pure land, clicked on this film again, and finally watched it for two hours.
Many times I have seen the recommendation of healing animations, and there will always be "A Fairy Tale of Time". I have to say that this is indeed a delicate and gentle animation, but it is also full of sensitivity and melancholy. The troubles, embarrassment, sadness, helplessness, Anger... all presented delicately.
The film unfolds in the form of memories. The heroine goes on vacation to the countryside and thinks of the fifth grade at the same time. Those painful and troublesome things in childhood have become good memories when they grow up.
Delicate, tender, trivial, melancholy. This film gave me a very real feeling, that kind of real, accessible, and reminded me of my childhood.
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I always thought that childhood troubles can never be forgotten.
People always say that when you grow up and look at your childhood, you won't feel that way. Indeed, growing up is a process of forgetting. Not only will you forget a lot of things, but you will also become more and more numb. The sensitivity of childhood will gradually diminish.
I won't worry about a beautiful dress all day, nor will I be angry because my family doesn't understand. When I grow up and become "sensible", I don't have so many dissatisfaction and demands.
Still, thinking of childhood, how can you say that those troubles are not troubles? Adults face a lot of stress, a lot of anxiety, but at the very least, little worries about the little things. However, children, because of such trivial matters, their mood fluctuates greatly, so why are they not troubled, and how can they forget?
When I was young, I always thought: "Why can't adults understand children? Obviously adults were once children?"
now I understand. Because adults are easy to forget, easy to ignore, and the trauma that growth brings to people is too much.
And those who are extra sensitive and have extraordinarily good memories remember every little thing clearly. However, this has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that life becomes thicker, but the disadvantage is that if life is too heavy, it will be too tiring.
People often say "the bigger the heart, the better" and "the better to watch." Indeed, if you want to live a happy life, you should be casual. You should have respect for life, but don't care too much. Isn't that the case anyway? It's a day no matter what, why not feel sorry for yourself.
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In fifth grade,
I'm good friends with the most beautiful girl in my class;
I quietly like the most sunny and handsome boy;
I always get a 100 in maths;
I will write a diary every day after school;
Watch TV with your family every night;
There are always costume dramas on TV;
I will be melancholy because I can't buy a pair of white leather shoes;
Buying ice cream with a dollar after school is the fastest thing;
I long to be in sixth grade;
I aspire to graduate;
I yearn for middle school;
I hope I grow up quickly;
My hairstyle is always called "mushroom head";
I have many, many nicknames;
I always wondered what I looked like at eighteen;
I think the days are long and long;
time is too slow
...
Now, however, all have become memories, and the only thing left is probably the habit of writing a diary. In the past eight years, I have written eight diaries, large and small. Those little bits and pieces of growing up, trivial, happy, and troubled...finally turned into words, densely grown in this book, slowly yellowing in the cabinet, forgotten. If you don't look at it again, I'm afraid many things will never be remembered again.
The reason why I wrote these is because of "The Fairy Tale of the Years". This anime reminds me of when I was in fifth grade. There are many, many that cannot be filled with words.
Perhaps the greatest benefit of growing up is more freedom, but occasionally I feel sad about it, and many childhood joys are hard to appreciate.
Small children are easily dissatisfied, but also easily satisfied.
Adults are less prone to dissatisfaction, but also less satisfied.
People say contentment is blissful. I really wish I could be like this, feel so happy for the little things in life, and stop worrying about the little things, even though it's hard, I still hope so.
Finally, "The Fairy Tale of the Years" is really a great work. It is worth savoring slowly and carefully. One day, you will be moved by it, and you will also think of the time in fifth grade and your childhood...
(This article was first published on the public account [A Literature and Art])
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