In my impression, all stories expressed with some kind of image traction are either contrived or shallow, but the appearance and floating of the red balloons gave me an indescribable joy. It's like the spirits painted by Hayao Miyazaki, innocent, curious, not disturbing, not stealing the show. From the beginning to the end, it seems to be just a red balloon traveling, and it just happens to meet the characters. How good, it has its life, you have your freedom.
The growth of the little boy is very casual, with piano scales, coin-operated records, and arcade games; the French live an independent and indifferent life, with dramatic exaggerations and complaints about bills and neighbors when dubbing dolls; Chinese students, it seems that they should be imagined In some cases, there is always a state of detachment and loneliness towards foreign countries, with almost no exaggerated expressions, subtle and restrained, with artistic ideas, silent collection, and light expression.
In fact, we used to be so simple. When did we gradually forget ourselves and the original simple life. Whether it is more and more abundant material or more and more advanced technology, we always want to move forward, but we know that life does not need so much. The canteens on French street corners are actually the same as those in ordinary small towns in China, except that the ones in foreign countries are relatively clean and quiet, not arrogant or depressed. The streets and alleys are not wide, and there are no racing cars whizzing past. The passers-by were smiling and not in a hurry. The schoolbag on the back of the little boy is also very large, and the way he walks is just as boring. But if you walk on our street, there are several cities, you can not feel panic. Maybe it has something to do with the economic background or environmental awareness, but I just think this is the first interpretation of life we have had. And this is not enough.
Life is just a turbulent heart under the calm exterior. Because of the existence of desire, we work hard to fill it up. A child is just as curious or puzzled when facing the unknown, or he only lives in his own world, has nothing to do with adults, and has nothing to do with other children. If his heart is not in the classroom or in the museum, let him look at the red balloon outside the window. Even if no one else can see it at all.
If you want to travel and explore to satisfy your greater curiosity or reverie, landscape, or soul, or a different life, then pack your bags, sing a song, and go on a journey. At that time, you will know what it is that you are reluctant to throw away, and you must take it by your side to accompany you to the end of the world.
On the way, you will know what the most cherished years in your life are, the times you have forgotten.
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