The story told by the film is very simple, and the camera moves very slowly. At first glance, it is easy to be classified as a literary film. In fact, it is not so simple. After reading it, you will be busy reminiscing about its broken bridge, its affection, and its charm. As for the type? style? None of this matters anymore.
This seems to be a movie for girls. The white shirts wrapped around the immature bodies of the heroines at the age of seventeen, making them indescribably close. They walk, drink and play in the sun, as if they were little white beasts. After this age, girls will never have skin like that again. The corners of their mouths, brows, and chins were vaguely the shadows of the girl they had a crush on. I seem to have seen the growth of a beauty, seeing her face not so sharp, so delicate.
This is another movie for boys. I can't count how many scenes have caused me to smile: the nervousness before the high school English quiz has returned; the scandals that are loved by the chattering classmates are spreading in the small campus; the two boys and girls are in How many hidden glances were misread when they met? I suddenly laughed at myself, why didn't I know how to face the pressure, rush to love a seventeen-year-old girl, and create an unforgettable puppy love? If you can be like the boy in the film, facing the woman you adore, boldly report to the door: My name is Zhang Shihao, Scorpio O, swimming team guitar club! What a romantic high school age to have!
I wonder how adult screenwriters and directors can be so familiar with the habits of small animals like high school students and interpret them so delicately? Could it be that these things are still stuck in their memory? The little tricks of first love played by children, how can they clearly pick it up after the baptism of love?
Therefore, this is clearly another film for an adult audience. It will not bring us the feeling of incomparable longing for love and a great increase in confidence, but will only add to the feeling of being young and beautiful, and the age is no longer. Its quiet and sunny style is a tribute to our youth, a farewell ceremony, not an inspirational white paper on love.
On the road leading to love and desire, should we stop from time to time and look back at the summer when we were seventeen, the street where we passed by bicycle every day, and the shy boy who was testing, chasing and beside him in rounds. After wandering, how many love passwords have you mastered? After so many years, have we persisted? Are we missing something?
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