This is the second time I've watched this film, and my heart has always been covered with a touch of melancholy from beginning to end. Have you ever seen the sky over the seaside on a sunny day in winter? The sun shines brightly on the sea, with a little bit of silver. At the end of the sea is a azure blue sky. The deep and shallow blue gradually fades, and finally it is such a clean and clear blue that makes people sad.
"The Fairy Tale of the Years" is the clear blue sky, which makes people sigh. (I always like to sigh about things I like, alas, it's so good.)
Taeko is a 27-year-old ordinary Tokyo office worker, who always laughs loudly and heartily, without the slightest shadow. Such a girl naturally doesn't like the messy steel forests of big cities. She likes the leisurely life in the countryside, so she takes a leave of absence to go to her brother-in-law's hometown to play for a few days.
My brother-in-law's hometown, Taeko, had been there when she was in elementary school, so along the way, she was in love with the scene, time and space intertwined, and scenes from her childhood past appeared in front of her eyes. The little girl named Taeko brought us a childhood life with a breath of life. After watching the movie, I realized that those bits and pieces of the past are just hidden, not the same as forgetting. When the right opportunity comes, it will come to mind again.
I finally begged my father to buy a pineapple. Japanese pineapples in the 1960s were considered a rare fruit. This tropical fruit, Taeko, had never been eaten before. Dad asked others how to cut it. Mom cut it from the middle with one knife at a time. The whole family gathered excitedly and prepared to taste it. The expression on Taeko’s first bite made people laugh, but he asked to buy it, or did he say It was delicious, and as a result, almost the whole family's pineapples were brought in front of them. Taeko had to eat it piece by piece, while the sisters went to eat the king of fruits, the banana.
Children are always picky eaters. Anyway, I hate noodles and dumplings, and these two kinds of food are often eaten in the north, so I understand Taeko's mood very well. Taeko doesn't like pickling fish in vinegar, and often takes it home with bread, and doesn't like to eat radishes and onions. The little boy at the same table does not like to drink milk, but the school stipulates that each child can only have one kind of food left. So at lunch, Taeko said to the little boy, I'll help you drink milk, will you help me eat radishes and onions next time? Of course~! The little boy is smiling. The two looked to the side and quickly exchanged the milk on the plate. The little boy ran out of the classroom quickly, Taeko gulped down the milk at the same table, uh, stunned, his eyes were squeezed together, and he said pitifully, even if it is something he likes, drink the first one. The taste of the two bowls is also unpleasant. What's interesting is that this section is accompanied by a fast and passionate marching music, which vividly expresses the nervousness of the two children secretly exchanging meals.
Were you beaten as a child? While I'm against violence, sometimes sticks can be very educational when encouragement and lollipops don't work.
When she was a child, Taeko was stubborn and willful, and sometimes she would go back on anything she said, and once everyone went to a Chinese restaurant for dinner, she was awkward and wanted her sister's handbag. She had sworn that she didn't want her sister's things. But my mother still asked my sister to lend it to Taeko. My sister brought the bag and threw it on Taeko's head. Taeko said in a fit of anger that I wasn't going. Dad watched Taeko for a long time, then turned around and said, let's go. Miaozi was stunned and rushed to the door, shouting, "I'm going too!" Dad grabbed Miaozi's clothes angrily, and couldn't help slapping Miaozi.
Taeko burst into tears at that time, and kept thinking at night whether he was biological, and why was he beaten?
Seeing this, I smiled knowingly, isn't this my childhood self? I still remember that when I was a child, when I said swear words, my father slapped me, and after hitting me, I hurriedly went out and bought a purple ice cream for me, who was crying and snot.
It hurts our hearts, but we have to do it. At least at that time, there was no better way to teach children to firmly remember. This is not good, you can't do this.
Years have washed away a lot, but that purple ice cream is always the best ice cream I have ever eaten.
Although it is elementary school, it is also the development period of children, and girls will usher in a very important time. Boys' inexplicable views on menstruation - they think that they will be infected once they touch them, and the shame of girls themselves about menstruation is very real. Although it is Japan, although it is the 1960s, it seems to happen. by my side.
And can the feelings at that time be called first love? Such pure and innocent feelings.
Although it is called "puppy love" by adults, it is a love like a kitten and a puppy, but that kind of green and hazy goodwill will never be forgotten in a lifetime. Hirota of the next class falls in love with Taeko, who is the main force of the baseball team in the class. When Hirota participated in the competition with Taeko's class, Taeko was too nervous and went to the toilet five times. The game was over and Hirota's class won. The cheering classmates encouraged him to see Taeko, who hurriedly bid farewell to the classmates and went home. At an intersection, Taeko saw Hirota from a distance, the two were silent, and neither of them spoke. Taeko slowly walked past Hirota with his head lowered. When he was about to turn, Hirota hurriedly said, "Wait." Taeko raised his eyes, the little boy blushed and hesitated for a long time, and suddenly came up with an inexplicable sentence, do you prefer sunny days, rainy days or cloudy days? Taeko said nothing, and Hirota looked at her expectantly. Overcast... overcast. Taeko's mouth slowly spewed out two words. me too. Hirota gave a high five and laughed excitedly, and Taeko also burst into a smile. Then, Hirota happily ran away. Taeko's heart also flew up, floating in the beautiful sunset...
In her memory, Taeko came to her hometown, met Junxiong, her brother-in-law's cousin, and began to really understand the industry of "agriculture". , tired body, happy mood. The holidays are coming to an end soon. The night before leaving, grandma asked Taeko casually if she liked it here? Taeko replied that he liked it. Grandma tentatively asked Taeko how to marry here? Junxiong likes you very much. Taeko was shocked and ran out at once. Standing in the deserted wilderness, Taeko reflected on himself. In fact, he was a very hypocritical person. He pretended to love the life here, but it was just a vacation mentality. If he really wanted to integrate himself into such a difficult life, he was still intimidated. .
"I don't shake hands with you!"
A voice came from behind, Taeko turned back suddenly, it was Ashin-kun who was sitting beside him. A Xinjun is a child of a poor family. He has no clean and beautiful new clothes. He is always dirty. He wipes his nose with his sleeve and digs his boogers with his fingers. Taeko hates him being dirty all day, hates that he always plagiarizes when he doesn't do his homework, and looks forward to the summer vacation coming soon, so he can no longer sit with Ashin-kun. But only when the girl spoke ill of him behind his back, he never participated. And the summer vacation hasn't come yet, but Ashin-kun is leaving. Before leaving, he has to shake hands with everyone. There is a scar on Ashin's palm, which looks like a dirty thing. Ashin-kun shook hands with every reluctant child, but he did not shake hands with himself.
why? Why didn't Ashin-kun shake hands with him? This is what the 27-year-old Taeko still broods over.
Taeko told Junxiong, who was found out, what was in her heart. In fact, she was just a good boy on the surface, and she had not changed since she was a child, and she hated such a disparate self.
Following Junxiong's analysis, Taeko was surprised to find that Ashin-kun liked him and didn't shake hands with him, that's why.
With a bang, a hole was knocked out in a certain corner of my heart, and the past poured out. do you remember? The girl who makes you happy and hates you. do you remember? In the afternoon of that summer, the eyes met again and again, those who were treated as they wished, and who made fun of them again and again.
"Can you forgive me?"
It's not a big deal, but when you like her, it's a big deal. So, you hesitantly came up with such a sentence, sincere and careful.
"No!"
She clearly knew your mood, but she said it on purpose.
But, little girl did not know, she will always remember this scene and many other shots, and pay decades of guilt for her cruelty at that time.
Now, she knew there were some things that couldn't be done. Some of them were taught to her by others, such as not to swear, and some of them were slowly groped in her own life. For example, when a true heart is revealed, it is so fragile that it is disgusting to touch it. Blasphemy, even if you can't respond, never tease.
Looking at Taeko's relaxed expression, I know that she has slowly broken free from the shackles of the past, and I also know why Taeko and why I keep thinking about the past.
Some things cannot fade away with the passage of time. Looking back on the past, is to let go of the burden and find a better self in the years.
Taeko is going back to Tokyo from a trip to the countryside. After saying goodbye to everyone, she gets into the car. At this time, the melodious piano sounded, and in the gentle water-like singing, Taeko stared out the window. At this time, all her classmates in elementary school appeared in the carriage. After a while, Tiaozi from her elementary school days peeked out from behind the seat. Little Miaozi looked at Tiaozi and walked slowly to Tiaozi, who was about to pull Tiaozi's clothes. He stood up suddenly and got out of the car.
Taeko returned to the countryside and returned to Junxiong's side.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched Taeko and Juno surrounded by children.
Maybe this is just a fairy tale of the years, but such a little bit of fairy tale makes me believe that as long as we persist, we can also live in a fairy tale.
Who knows, maybe, all the children who have the courage to face themselves, all the children who have the courage to insist on their own choices, are fairy tales themselves?
Written at 10 p.m. during the Lantern Festival in 2003
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