Little things about first love.
---I think the translation of the name is not very good. --- Would it be better to just call about first love or a little bit about first love?
While watching, thinking and feeling, I remembered when I was in junior high school. That feeling of silent love. The love at that time was intensely magnified. Even if the other party just glanced at you one more time, or maybe it just happened that he was looking in the same direction as you, he would blush for a long time. And if you accidentally say something, even if it's just a sentence: Come on? It may be possible to come up with tens of thousands of possibilities.
First love, that is, a kind of faint but so strong that it can't be turned into love.
Especially at such a sensitive age. Two more sentences will be considered as "like" or "interesting" or the like. But in fact, thinking about it now, those actions should be considered "childish" and "ridiculous" but "beautiful".
When you like someone, it seems that the whole world revolves around that person. All people and things have entered their own world because of their connection with that person. But at that time, the little love was not fiery, because there were a lot of erotic things in it. Because of this, it is pure, and it is purely the pursuit of a kind of psychological fulfillment. So it is pure. But it is strong, thick enough to want to be baked in the sun, the chocolate is sticky and sticky. It is as if the person you like is a tree, and you are living in the shade of that huge tree. What is the expression of the tree, what kind of mood will I feel. And if one more person accidentally runs under the shade of the tree, or even worse, another shade of tree appears alongside it, that little love seedling will be sad.
All this is different from the current love. I suddenly wondered if it was possible to call this kind of weathered love under such a young love. There is very little feeling of being enveloped, and Xiao Aimiao is definitely not living under the shade of a tree. This kind of love should be unfettered but implicated? I'm not sure if this is correct. This should be the love of two shade trees. Each has its own tree, but there are overlapping places. It seems difficult to separate. But if you have the courage, can you cut off the overlapping part of the shade of the tree?
I regret that I was still ignorant when I experienced the best, purest, lightest, and thickest. No one told me to make myself better. I even wanted to go back and live again. Then I must find a boy and have a good crush on him. And then make yourself beautiful and great in order to get his attention.
The ending of the movie is good. At least gave them a great possibility to be together.
But the more likely ending in reality should be, in a few years. He has his life, she has hers too. Occasionally think about it, and then take this memory as a growth in my heart. If we meet again one day, we will just nod.
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