The expressions flashed across the children's faces, the melancholy cold indifference was painful.
The quiet wheat field, the bright blue sky, and the rouge-colored kite are all about the most quiet and most beautiful dreams and wishes of young people to the whole world. But they still had to stumble, hurt, and even hopeless.
So there was Hoshino's ignorant counterattack after losing confidence in this world, but he took the wrong step. Under the brutal coat, the inside was still soft and cicada's wings.
So there was Hasumi's quick self-restraint and inner silent and slow collapse. He was cowardly and endured, brewing a stronger outbreak after too long of silence.
So Tsuda, who was forced to do social assistance, burst into tears and with a broken face, she chose to jump down from a high telephone pole, just like her favorite kite. And her pure smile when she stared at the kite was fixed forever.
So there was the destruction of Kuno, who represented the holy and beautiful, the music of Arabesque was flowing, and the cruelty was still powerless to resist.
The shot of riding a bicycle on the road, using night vision effect, people are moving in bright green, and the surrounding is covered by darkness, and the road cannot be seen. Whether you are going forward or backward, you have to face helplessness without direction. .
In December, when Lily Zhou's concert started, holding the LIVE HOUSE ticket, Hasumi was struggling to find the blue cat at the intersection of reality and fiction, looking for his stable and bright dream.
And what is Lily Zhou? It is the brightly green rice field under the endless blue sky. Hasumi stood in the rice field at the waist level and listened to his hope for the world; it was the rouge-colored kite flying freely in the boundless sky, and the girl told the kite that I wanted to fly to the sky. ; It is the piano music flowing from Kuno's hands under the dim and bright light, and it echoes in his ears for a long time.
Everything about Lily Zhou was silent in that summer, but it would not pass away. The youth of thousands of generations continued the cruel story in the summer. The so-called growth, the so-called transformation, is a kind of tearing and some sadness. Don't give up. When the summer passes, we must grow up strong. Maybe there are misses, losses, grievances, and misses. After all, they are all serious and serious past events. A moment of silence for those growing dead, Lily Zhou is singing: "I see you, you see me", and we must go all the way.
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