I asked my mother
"What will I be? Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?"
Here's what she said to me
"Que Sera, Sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not us to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be will be."
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1. I can't see, I can't see. . .
The two girls closed their eyes and imagined themselves a few years later.
The face immersed in the fantasy of happiness under the sun is pure and beautiful.
They were seventeen years old then.
At the end of the movie, I seem to reminisce about my seventeen years old.
Sitting on the playground fence, looking at the sky, so blue.
Imagine what you will be like when you grow up. . .
Disillusionment is the beginning of growth. I looked at everything around me and began to gradually fade in color.
Standing outside the blue door, I can't remember what kind of face I once had inside the door.
When I close my eyes, I can't see anything. . .
2. Youth is also a besieged city.
"The Blue Door" is a very refreshing movie.
A person reads it quietly, and feels a slight smile at any time.
A girl with a fresh face like spring, a boy who is healthy and bright like summer.
The love and concern in his eyes, the overly warm air gathered around him.
A simple smile, a fast ride on the bicycle, and a loud confession that makes people laugh.
At the age of seventeen, there are confusions and contradictions, but not weak. From ignorant to sober.
The feeling of fresh green after the rain is like a few simple notes in the background, flowing like clouds and water.
The softest part of my heart slowly emerged from the water.
Once, we also had such a pure face, such clear eyes, such a bright smile.
Now, walking through the former campus, looking at the children in school uniforms.
They are looking at the scenery outside the door, eager to get away from everything inside the door.
And I was longing to go back in again. Outside the door, I miss the pure beauty inside the door.
It turns out that youth is also a besieged city.
3. Young love
"My name is Zhang Shihao, Scorpio, O-type, swimming team, guitar club. I think I'm pretty good..." A
young story, a young actor, and a young dialogue.
Maybe only when you are young, will there be such a simple and desperate love.
No status, no status, no money, no match or even gender.
All it takes is that feeling.
I like boys like Xiaoshi, with bright smiles, simple and direct kindness.
I just like that feeling.
Simple thoughts bring happiness.
I think I'm still young.
4. Why?
Why would I fall in love with a girl but not a guy?
Why would I fall deeply in love with someone who doesn't love me?
Why do we need to answer these unexplainable questions in the adult world?
Why are emotional issues such a headache?
Walking in front of the screen and the camera, they are always busy, and they are always looking for answers to their own questions.
They are always thinking, what would the future be like if I fell in love with him and he fell in love with me?
There is no if, all the accidental achievements of their own lives.
5. That's how it survived. . .
"When Dad left, how did you come here? Mom."
"I don't know, but I just survived..."
That's how I survived, I repeated this sentence over and over.
Yes, that's how it came alive. . .
Everything will pass, but there will always be something left, which is the mark of life.
Watching her go from dazed to persistent, from finding direction to decision, felt pain and pride in her heart.
And her expressionless expression became the best supporting role in that period of obscure growing up.
We can no longer find a better footnote to explain and trace the age that has drifted away against the river.
One day, one year in our lives, we grow up unexpectedly.
That day changed our lives.
6. Relief of youth
"Little boy, looking at your floral shirt flowing, I'm thinking, what will we be like in one year, three years, five years? Because of your kindness, cheerfulness and ease, you should More handsome, so I seem to see that many years later, you are standing in front of a blue door, the sun at three o'clock in the afternoon, you still have a few pimples, you smile, I run to you, ask you Okay?! You nodded."
"Three years, five years, or even longer, what kind of adults will we become? Is it a PE teacher or my mother, although I can't see myself with my eyes closed, But I can see you."
"What kind of people will we be in three, five years? Is there a gate waiting for me too, and will he still be blue then?"
7.
The seventeen-year-old Wei Mi, from ignorance to awakening.
Our entwined youth, before the blue gate, goodbye.
WHAT WILL BE, WILL BE. . .
Looking at the sky outside the window, it is still very blue, the distance is far away, and the thoughts are very light. . .
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