From my perspective, the most interesting part of this film is to figure out the psychological changes of the protagonist and the umbrella, so I want to try to restore the psychological activities of a more three-dimensional umbrella in the way presented in the film.
Let the umbrella like, always rainy days.
It's not just because of the slightly moist air on rainy days, not just the slightly cool touch when the raindrops come into contact with the umbrella body, and not just the freedom of blending into the vast world when the umbrella is opened.
More because...
The umbrella exists because of the rain, the umbrella smiles because of the rain, and the umbrella believes that when it rains, something good will always happen. But what good things will happen.
A good thing is to meet you, that red umbrella.
Before meeting her, Umbrella was always curious whether he was an outlier in this world.
Other gray umbrellas will not be touched because of the rain.
But she is different. On rainy days, she taught Umbrella how to smile.
Umbrella felt a little strange. When his eyes touched the smile, he felt that he had suddenly found a part of his heart that had never existed and had been missing.
Hey, you are looking at me. Umbrella found.
Do you understand what I'm thinking. Umbrella to figure out.
Even if only for a moment...
At the moment of leaving, Umbrella suddenly understood that the meaning of time is never determined by length, just like a short rainy day, but it is the whole of Umbrella's life, and the moment she meets her, it is more than all. long time.
When she left, her heart was still in her direction.
Good things always happen when it rains.
So, the umbrella was blown away by the wind.
Umbrella did not expect that he would meet the sky in such a way, it fluttered slowly in the wind, in the colorful lights, overlooking the stars in the world, looking for its own direction.
Finding you is a surprise. But always a little bit closer to you.
The sound of rain is like the wind chimes of the world, and Umbrella still believes that good things will always happen on rainy days.
There will be signs pointing the direction of the umbrella.
There will be exhaust vents to help the umbrella.
Then, at the next intersection, there was a little accident.
When I met her again, the owner of the umbrella met, and the rain didn't stop.
Umbrella has been thinking, whether the umbrella is the owner's tool or the messenger of the rainy day, whether the umbrella can determine its own destiny.
The answers to these questions don't seem to matter anymore.
under that warm roof.
The world is unfolding in the best possible way...
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