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When I was reading Slam Dunk comics in junior high school, the eighth and seventh episodes were scenes where Mitsui brought people to the basketball club to fight in groups , I always remember that in the middle of the night I was holding the book I just bought. When I saw it, I couldn't sleep at all. On the contrary, my heart was full of throbbing. I like Mitsui, Miyagi, and Sakuragi, and a large part of it is because I like them. When they fight, I like their bastards. I like the way they are warm-blooded and have no brains and only fists. I like the brotherhood between them. I like them, or more precisely, I like when I was young.
I've been thinking that the author of this comic should be a complete otaku, or maybe a weak boy. He attached the dream that he had always had when he was young to his characters, and let them fly for him in another world, because once he failed to reach that place, his mood was a bit like boxing. As much as I love this bloody rain fight, blood splattered, bruised nose, brainless high school gang fights, pure brotherhood, I've always been envious of it because I've never tried it. It seems that this group of high school students formed a river and lake together, happy and vindictive, fighting with fists and feet, but only for a stupid title, when I really calm down and think about it, I don't know why they fought so hard in the first place. After standing up and looking back, you may laugh at yourself for being stupid, but in your heart, you will laugh happily, watching the same sunset as before, and then tell yourself that you have no regrets, because it was youth, without distractions, for something ethereal In the era of impulsive and hard work, even if you didn't get a result, you experienced it. Someone went through it side by side with you. They were brothers at that time, and they are now, just keep it in your heart.
A Japanese friend said that his father used to be a mob. But now he's a man who runs for his family, his life and his work. I curiously asked him what he thinks of that time now, and his friend just smiled and said that he misses it a lot, but he knows that he will eventually return to a normal life. Just like Serizawa, he may not have lost to Genji, but after his friend wandered around the line of life and death, he suddenly understood what was more important and what he should seize.
There are some things you can only think about, you can only follow the throbbing, because you know you will never go back, but don't be sad, because we have to look forward and move forward.
Time has changed, one day you see the sky similar to an afternoon 10 years ago, and then you turn your head and sigh, because your mood now is different from 10 years ago, and the people who were with you under this sky 10 years ago are also It has disappeared, but you remember this day not because of how beautiful it is, but because of the group of people around you and the time when gold and silver were flowing.
Tears are more than memories2012.08.10
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