I don't know, it just came alive. I really don't know.

The film in 2002, I watched it in 2008. During the 17-year-old who experienced running on the high school campus. Standing in a university with no playground and only a gym is a little overwhelmed. Fleeting years is like a smooth brocade, thorns slipping across the tender skin that has not been completely oxidized, and falls to the ground. We were left alone, standing in the same place, looking at the delicate flowers of bright red on the brocade at a loss.
There are 85 movies ready to watch in the 60G mobile hard disk. I chose it because I like the name. It gave me the feeling of a big, dark blue dyed cloth. Haven't read the introduction and haven't been recommended.
The story begins in darkness, as if to imply people's yearning for light and hope. Just immersed in the simple and clean high school life. It's about friendship, it's about crush. At 49:20 seconds, one secret was exchanged for another. Meng Kerou likes Lin Yuezhen.
Unlike Meng Kerou, who is relatively obscure, Zhang Shihao is a simple, direct, and very persistent representative.
"My name is Zhang Shihao, the guitar club of the Scorpio O-type swimming team. (I look pretty good.)" He said this self-introduction 4 times.
He kept questioning Meng Kerou, why and why. He does not understand, change must be clear. Why hold hands, why kiss.
Even when it comes to confession, it's easy to yearn for.
- What are you going to do?
- I just want to chase you
- I'm in trouble.
- I'm in trouble too.
I used to think that if there was a boy who could pursue him in such a direct and enthusiastic way, he would definitely be moved. Looking at Zhang Shihao's face, he suddenly felt a little sad. The relationship between him and Meng Kerou turned out to be the end of the relationship with the first kiss. All the so-called good things have become a test between yes and no.
I like Kerou's mother's answer.
"I don't know that's how I survived. I really don't know."
In fact, this is often the case. People are ignorant and ignorant and gradually walk, maybe one foot is deep and the other is shallow. Kerou is like this, Xiaoshi is like this. We, the spectators, are the same. What makes us so confused may be a relationship, a past, or just a blank life.
As a result, neither can predict the future, nor can we justify the past. I can only meditate on a certain day in the future, standing at the blue gate, still smiling like this. It's like never growing up.
I don't know, really don't know.

PS: There are already more than 860 comments, so I don't expect many people to turn to my little bit of confusion page by page. But, after reading it, I suddenly wanted to write it, that's all.

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