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"The speed at which cherry blossom petals fall is 5 centimeters per second.
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Do you think it looks like a snowflake?"
"Is that so?"
The figure who suddenly ran without warning, and gradually left in the rain of pink cherry blossom petals, chased after him without even thinking, and heard the unique bell of the level crossing in front of him. , the slowly falling barrier separated the two small figures at the two ends of the parallel rails.
"Your Highness, it would be nice to see the cherry blossoms together next year!" The
Mercedes-Benz train blocked the young man's sight.
They were twelve years old at the time.
The first letter I received from Mingli was half a year after graduating from elementary school. It was an ordinary letter, and the lines were like gossip about my life. Summer is here, the maple leaves are red, the hair is cut short, and it snows, then Usually, it seems that he has never left - the same Akari who likes reading books and is always alone.
It was half a year after I started writing letters when I decided to go to see Akari before I changed schools.
I haven't seen each other for a whole year, so many things I wanted to say but didn't say, turned into a four-page letter I started writing two weeks ago, put it in an envelope and put it in my pocket. Take the Odakyu Line from Gotokuji to Shinjuku at 4:00 p.m., transfer to Saikyo Line to Omiya, then transfer to Utsunomiya Line to Koyama, and finally take Ryomo Line to arrive at Iwashu where Akari is located at about 7:00 p.m. It’s far away, but at least we can meet by train. It’s still much better than Kagoshima, where we’re going next time…
But on the promised day, it started snowing from the afternoon.
Two children who are used to transferring schools with their parents' work since childhood. They have no choice. Because they always transfer schools, it is difficult to integrate themselves into the crowd around them. In addition, they are frail and sick, so they have to invest in the library that contains infinite treasures. . Slowly, Guishu found that he was very similar to this girl named Mingli both in mind and body. The two of them could take care of the lost kitten together, and they could happily discuss the history of 4 billion years ago, even if they were joked by their classmates, And since it's two people together, it doesn't matter.
Originally thought that we would be able to be together from now on and not be separated, but after two years in the same class, I learned that Mingli was going to transfer with his parents again. Even if he asked to stay, he was not allowed because he was just a child. Listening to Mingli constantly saying "sorry", her sadness was conveyed to Takaki through the microphone pressed against her ears, but the young Takaki couldn't say anything except bury her head in her knees, saying No words of consolation, no words of what Mingri wanted to hear.
Guishu, who was riding alone for the first time, thought of Guishu who was about to meet Mingli, and her red face couldn't hide the excitement in her heart. Finally, I can finally go to see Mingli, relying on my own strength. Always stand at the front when waiting for the car, and always stand by the door when you are in the car. In that case, you can get on the car as soon as it arrives and get off as soon as the car stops, just to see her one second earlier.
Before that, I never thought that the train would be delayed.
The first was that the train was ten minutes late, but that was just the beginning, the distances between stations were incredibly long, and the stops at each station were unimaginably long. The more the train went, the more desolate the scenery around, and the less populated it became. It seemed that there was only one person left on the train. It was already seven o'clock, but Guishu was still staying at an unknown distance from Yanzhou. With the passage of time, Guishu's stomach was getting more and more empty, and Guishu began to feel restless. Press it like this.
But no matter what, we can only move on and go to the agreed place.
Finally reached the hill where the last transfer took place. After suffering from hunger and cold for a long time, Guishu finally decided to buy a can of hot drink. The frozen hand could not control the letter that had been pinched in his pocket for a long time, and he was caught by the cold without warning. The wind blows to the other end of the railway, and the unbearable sadness spreads in an instant until it drowns itself, but the train that has been waiting for a long time arrives at this time...
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the train leaving the station was delayed indefinitely, staying in the wild snow for two hours. Although he was still waiting helplessly in the car, Akari... Please... Just be sure to go home...
At that time, Takaki felt that time was clearly passing over his head with malicious intent. Perhaps at that time, for the first time, he realized the cruelty of distance and time, and realized his helplessness. When the train stopped at Iwafune Station, the station clock pointed to 11:15, more than four hours later than the agreed time. I got off the train, walked to the small platform without any hope, handed out my ticket, closed the door to the snow, and the little figure with his head down sitting by the fire in his eyes washed away the tall tree. All the unease, I can't say any words, I can only feel the strong friendship.
"Akari..." Akari, who slowly raised his head, pulled Takaki's shirt and couldn't help crying. Crystal tears dripped from his eyes onto the back of his tightly clasped hands, as well as the twitching thin shoulders, knocking into your heart.
Warm and delicious roasted tea, extremely delicious rice balls, is it because you are extremely hungry or because Akari is by your side? Can't tell at all.
Wade in the snow that almost covered the instep, leaving deep footprints in the snow, and walked to the cherry tree that Mingli had mentioned many times in his letter. Although it was agreed to enjoy cherry blossoms together, this is the unfortunate weather in March. Although there are snowflakes falling at the same speed of five centimeters per second, can this be regarded as fulfilling the promise?
The face that slowly approached without hesitation, the warm and moist lips were pressed together, and then the hug was so tight that it seemed to want to rub the other person into his body.
The first kiss and the first hug brought Guishu unspeakable sadness. At that moment, he seemed to have obtained the place where his heart and soul existed, as if he had seen eternity, as if he had given all of himself for the past thirteen years to the other party, but Mingli's warmth and soul, how should he treasure it and bring it with him to where? After that, they can't be together forever. What stops them is a huge life, what separates them is a vast expanse of time, and there is nothing anyone can do.
"I'll write to you, and a phone call..." Takaki and Akari, as well as their unfinished words, were separated by the closed car door.
Even if they want the power to protect her, what about them who are small?
They were thirteen years old that year.
I always have the same dream. In the dream, I don’t know who to climb the top of the mountain with, surrounded by craters, I can see colorful nebulae in the sky, and a huge blue celestial body is rising from the sky. But why can't the people around me always see her face?
After graduating from high school, I had to decide where I wanted to go, and without hesitation, I chose Tokyo, which I had left for five years. When did I get used to writing text messages without recipients on my mobile phone, and I don't even remember myself. Every day you shoot an arrow that you don’t know where you want it to go, where do you want your feelings to go?
There are countless confusions in my heart.
Every day, I meet that cute and shy girl who likes to surf like a deer, and sometimes they go home together. "I heard it's five kilometers per hour!" The girl next to him said when the big truck with the rocket moved slowly forward. Suddenly a string was plucked in my heart, sending out ripples that even I didn't expect. He could only stare at her blankly, and then had to leave.
That year, eighteen years old.
Although I keep moving forward, I always want to get something that is out of reach, but I don’t even know what it is. Even if I work blindly, I can only live this ordinary life and accumulate sadness everywhere. When he reached the limit of his endurance, he quit his job and broke up with his girlfriend who had been with him for three years, but he still didn't know where to go.
The pink cherry blossom petals floated in from the window, and I suddenly thought of going out for a walk, walking to the street that I was familiar with more than ten years ago. Still the cherry blossoms are dazzling. Not far away is the familiar level crossing, the familiar bell rang, passing someone, and then being blocked by the barriers at both ends.
I know clearly in my heart that if I turn back at this time, she will definitely turn back on the other side of the road. Sure enough...
the train galloped past in the drifting cherry blossom snow.
When everything was silent, there was no one on the opposite side of the level crossing.
One more time, one more chance.
No more time, no more chance.
A chain of short stories about their distance, a series of animations composed of three words about the distance between them, Makoto Shinkai's new work, at a speed of 5 centimeters per second, unexpectedly knocks into the depths of our hearts place.
Two children with similar fates and similar hobbies, Meng Ran developed what can be called the most beautiful feeling. I thought they could live happily together from now on, but they were forced to separate due to the transfer of their parents' work. It's a very ordinary story, it seems to be a little bit of love, but it is so young that even I don't know the taste of it.
All stories start here.
Maybe it ends here too.
When Takaki and Akari finally met after all the hardships, after the first kiss and the first hug, there was a huge obstacle called time and life between them. At that time, Guishu knew very well that they could not be together forever, just like the letter that he wanted to hand over but could not hand over. Even if he wants to become strong, even if he hopes to get the strength to protect her, the wheel of time and distance will separate the two of them, and he has only just realized the cruelty of time and distance.
Powerless. This is how Guishu feels, trying to catch but unable to catch it.
Compared to Guishu, Akari was the one who let go first. Compared with Guishu's letter that he wanted to hand in but couldn't hand in, Mingli's letter was able to hand in but not handed in. Whether it is necessary to send the letter, or whether it is useless to give it, the answer is obvious.
The cherry blossoms are blooming again, but the two are separated from each other. After Guishu moved, the two of them should also pass on the books, perhaps like the first year of the new year, to write about daily life and the change of seasons. But finally one day, when the mobile phone has become popular, after setting up the stationery, picking up the pen and writing the title, it is so painful that I don’t know how to write it down. In the end, I couldn’t tell the other party my mobile phone number, and the person who wrote and received the letter. The habit will gradually fade away. From winter to spring, the empty mailbox has never received a letter from the other party. The joy of receiving a letter has changed from the disappointment or even despair of never receiving a letter, but no one picked up the pen again. Rao is so, why can't I help but feel lost every time I pass by the red mailbox?
I can't help but mention Huamiao, that shy girl who is as cute as a deer and who loves surfing and only thinks about Takaki. Takaki used her eyes to confirm his five years in Kagoshima, and so did his mental state. Although Guishu has always been gentle to flower seedlings, it is only gentle. I always write text messages on my phone that I don’t know who I want to send. Even if I go home with Huamiao, I just walk in the front. I never think about looking back. The habit of not changing, all this is too cruel to Huamiao. Even if he wanted to confess before graduating from high school, he was facing the gentle Tono-kun who only looked at the distance.
Yes, Tono-kun, this is the distance between Hanami and Akari, the distance that cannot be approached.
The animation was shot from the perspective of Guishu. Although Guishu knew that it was impossible between him and Mingli, every time he walked on the road and saw a back like Mingli, he would still look anxiously. Because I always remember the feeling of being in harmony with Mingli, I can't let go, I can't let go.
Because Guishu has the hope of gaining strength to protect Mingli, maybe this is the reason, so even if Mingli's figure has begun to fade, but the heart that wants to protect someone is always there, even if he has a girlfriend again, but that person It's not the person I want to protect, even if I send a thousand text messages, the distance between the two hearts is not more than 1 cm, and the hole in my heart can't be filled. This is why Guishu always feels sad.
So, it was Akari who let go first.
Mingli is a girl. A girl's wish is always very simple. She just hopes to have someone who loves her and can make her happy. As a girl, you generally don't need to guard anything, so you don't have the persistence of noble trees.
From another point of view, girls are stronger than boys, in order to protect the strength of their hearts. It's not that you have forgotten about your tree since then, it's just that you know to give up because you know the huge gap between the two. Although there was a kiss and a hug, the two did not confess to each other in the movie in the end—perhaps the two letters that could not be delivered to each other had words of confession written in them, but they were not delivered to them after all. in the hands of the real recipient.
Sometimes a girl's happiness is very simple, so Akari finds someone who can make her happy and becomes someone's wife happily. Before packing things up and going to Tokyo to prepare for the wedding, Mingli had a dream because he found a letter that was not sent at the beginning. It was a distant dream, a thirteen-year-old self, the vast countryside covered by white snow, the lights in the distance, only two Personal footprints, huge cherry trees, kisses without hesitation... The person who used to be so close but gradually moved away.
No regrets, just, when will we go to see the cherry blossoms together again?
Even if he knew that the person on the other end was him, how should he, who was already married, meet him? It wasn't even clear how to say hello. Even if they are separated from each other, they have seen the cherry blossoms together, right? Seeing you and knowing you are here is enough.
I can't let go of this ending, if they exchanged cell phone numbers, if Mingli gave the letter to Guishu, if Guishu's letter hadn't been blown away by the wind, if it didn't snow that day, if their parents No transfers...too many ifs, too many regrets.
This is the first time I watched Xing Haicheng's animation, the bright picture, the dazzling light, the perfect details, and the slight sadness, especially the anxious waiting on the train that expresses the time and distance between the two, completely caught me heart of. But there is no back plot, it is just an ordinary delicate animation. Yes, how many people can erase the melancholy after watching the third episode?
I wish the two of them could meet after the train. But the camera suddenly pulled back to the past. On the first month of that year, Mingli set off to prepare for the ceremony. The ring on the ring finger on the left hand of the left hand on the train was shining brightly. My heart was caught in an instant.
I was still holding out hope, but in the end there was no hope left. The song of One more time one more chance sounded, and the pictures flashed in the middle clearly explained their life in the past few years, the past and the present.
The heart gradually sinks, there is no hope, not at all. Only melancholy.
5 centimeters per second, the speed at which the cherry blossoms are scattered, how fast is the speed of people approaching or leaving?
One more time, one more chance.
No more time, no more chance.
The level crossing at the beginning of the film, when the train passed, the two small figures came together again.
At the level crossing at the end of the film, when the train passes, there are only cherry blossoms floating in the air.
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