————— "The Girl Who Leapt Through Time"
(Highlight: This article is just the impression of a certain creature after reading it by itself. If you don't want to be struck by lightning, close the page immediately...) I
often fantasize about a scene. On the day of what should be a large-scale event or festival, when people converged to the same goal as huge action bodies like a river, I suddenly stopped in the torrent and cast my eyes from the direction of the upstream. Then what can be seen and felt. I have a fantastic fantasy about such a scene.
So it's a fantasy, because such vulgar scenes have appeared many times in different backgrounds and ways. what did you see? Countless unfamiliar and seemingly familiar faces continued to move forward with different expressions. What do you feel? Countless
passing misses and obsessive thoughts of "Should I follow them too?" But in fact, what I want to emphasize is just "countercurrent" behavior.
If you think of this endless torrent as time, you stop in the torrent and look back. What can be seen? What do you feel? And if you were given the ability to go backwards in a huge torrent, what would you see? What do you feel?
"The Girl Who Leapt Through Time" Makoto is such an ordinary girl who has been endowed with "superpowers", ordinary classmates, ordinary families, today is NICE day, the delicious pudding a few days ago was eaten by her sister, and she rang the bell in the morning. And then, the unfortunate things that happened one after another, such an ordinary life.
Until the bicycle brake failed, she was knocked into the air by the railing of the tram and collided with the oncoming tram. When she was about to end her unfortunate day and ordinary life, she was fortunately put into the torrent and went back to the dream-like reverse a few minutes ago. Makoto realized this ability only after the train squeaked by the sound of the toy soldiers without incident.
You can go back in time, you can go back in time and revise and erase everything that you don’t like, or repeat the luxury of short and long.
It could be a bad day; it could be an unlimited amount of K-songs until the throat burst; it could be a teppanyaki that was never tasted; even an important confession from an "ordinary" classmate who could give himself a headache never happened.
"It's not time, it's us who go back to the past."
Yes, the endless and majestic torrent actually never stopped his pace, and the step-by-step fate still continues to stage repeated dramas. If you escape, someone else will bear it, but the same misfortune will come to others after you shirk irresponsibly. This person may be a classmate or your most important friend.
When the tram that day came along with the instrumental music of the toy soldiers as usual, while Makoto was crying and crying with scars all over her body, it was Gongsuke and the girl who confessed to him who flew up like Makoto.
Time passed by as usual, and nothing changed. Gongsuke and the girl died in a car accident, but one girl cried because she was deeply remorseful.
Time passed by as usual, and Qian Zhao used his last ability to travel through time and space. Nothing happened, but what happened in the gap, Qian Zhao waved goodbye, and Makoto ran towards the figure that had disappeared while the flow resumed.
How lucky Makoto should be able to draw the line "01" extravagantly on the number under her arm, otherwise she might end the original beauty like Aunt Witch couldn't do it back then, and might have been standing on the roof of the school crying loudly. Thinking back
on how many times that sentence was erased by myself:
"Can you get in touch with me?" I
didn't know how to cherish it until I lost it - I think the reason for such an unadorned sigh must be because I never knew when to time it. Since the 1990s, countless people have lost important people or things they hadn't cherished in the torrent of time. Finally, after the verb "lost", which has become the past tense, did I realize that I couldn't turn around or even turn my head in this huge torrent. So I can only utter this sentence without tears but extremely sad words in Aihong.
Makoto likes Chiaki.
But it was only after Qian Zhao disappeared.
But Makoto was lucky.
After she noticed it, understood it, realized it later, and suddenly realized it.
Even if there is only one chance of "regret", I got it.
After the revolving reminiscences and the tears of the past, Makoto returned to the starting point as she wished and made the choice she should make:
she told Yuri her heart.
She usually invites girls who have a crush on Gongsuke to meet them.
He also gave Qian Zhao the last time jump to bring him back to his own era.
"I'll wait for you in the future."
"Well, go right away, I'll run."
This alone can be the most perfect ending to the story.
We are all people who are thrown into the torrent of time. No matter where on the running line we fall or get injured or lose something forever, time will not wait for anyone to continue to run wild. If you stop there and continue to indulge in the past, it will only be eroded and rusted by the continuous spreading of time. No wound will dissipate with time, only those who have the courage to face the wound and move forward have the right to heal. There will be no brilliance and happiness that will continue to shine because your heart stays in the past. Only those who dare to keep making progress will have the opportunity to shine in the sun all the time.
So, those who are still alive and enjoy time, use "running" to travel on the road of this torrent.
Time wait for no one.
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