No matter where in the world, as soon as you like

Josie 2022-09-11 13:48:10

Immediately in the afternoon, I lay down sleepily, but I didn't fall asleep. The curtains with beige bottoms are printed with many green leaves and many yellow leaves, and the lazy sunlight penetrates them, and I can see dusty jellyfish roaming in the air, some are rising, some will fall, going forward and backward, forever. No end. It took ten minutes to watch the theatrical version of "In this Corner of the World" - the beginning of five minutes, the fast-forward five minutes, there is no special feeling, not to mention the color tone and details are not comparable to "Your Name" For comparison, the story in the context of war is also a few files behind "Grave of Fireflies". If you insist that you have an impression, at most the section of the cappella cut in at the end is okay, but it’s okay. The war is full of suffering and hardship for any civilian involved in the country. Even if you only want to live a normal life, even if you can make fun of it, you are only alive because you are not dead. Finding you in the corner of the world is not a purpose, it is a fact, it is not easy to protect you in the corner of the world. Suddenly, because of the name, I thought of "Crying for Love in the Center of the World". A film from ten years ago. Nagasawa Masami, who is less than seventeen years old, is so beautiful. How nice is it? It's just that I haven't finished reading the long legs, and I'm anxious to see such a happy and soothing face with a smile.

The movie itself is a consistent Japanese pure love movie, there is nothing to say; the story is roughly that I fell in love with you when I was young but I am dying, you have to live well, but you will bring memories, and there is nothing to say; what about the actors? It doesn't matter if there are Masami Nagasawa and Takao Ozawa other ugly things, there is nothing to say; the director is the assistant director Xing Dingxun who has worked with Shunji Iwai in "Love Letter", "Swallowtail Butterfly" and "April Story" , the use of music, scenery, wind and rain, seasons changes and other details are old and hot, and there is nothing to say. So what else? Yes, what else to say... Maybe, maybe, that is, no matter how many routines you are familiar with and how many topics you think you have read and discussed, you will still be a little moved after reading it, but you still don't think you have it. She is so strong and numb, she still thinks of the softest places in her heart that once flowed through the sea. The light and shadow on the ground, Aji in the red sports suit, looked up inadvertently, it was Saku, who filled his mouth with fried bread, so she laughed, and the sun fell on her teeth, like the keys of joy. Aji turned to look at Shuo, smiling like a flower in the warmth of the setting sun, "Otherwise, how could I talk to you." Behind the podium, Aji listened quietly to Shuo's recorded words, and Shuo sat on the desk nervously. . There was a slow voice in the tape: "It's very fun to be with you, and our time together always goes by so fast..." Aki raised his head and smiled sweetly at Sakuo opposite. Aki and Shuo are sitting in the dilapidated house in Dream Island, Shuo slowly approached Aji and wanted to kiss her, When they were found, they jumped away in a panic. The sunset light outlines their figures, and also renders the picturesque beauty of dreams, infecting the happy and innocent teenagers. In Aji's favorite gymnasium, seventeen years later, Shuo seemed to see Aji playing the sacred tune, Aji came to him, pulled his fingers, threw himself into his arms, and murmured: " I love you...I love you, Tananosaku..." After waking up from the dream, Shuo received a call from a friend and responded with a smile, then suddenly burst into tears, and suddenly burst into tears: "I just...I saw Aji...Aji! ...she is not a memory..." The old film that was picked up from the broken house in Dream Island was washed out. It was the Ayers Rock in Uluru, which was "the center of the heart of Australia", and Aki liked it very much. Go to the extreme, Shuo said we should go together, Yaji said yes. The leukemia is getting worse and worse. Yaji shaved her head and went into the isolation room. Shuo took the marriage application form and showed it to her through the glass. Yaji held Shuo's hand through the glass and kissed him through the glass. We wanted to take a plane to Uluru together. When waiting for the flight, Yaji said: "Suo's birthday is November 3rd, and my birthday is October 28th, so, since you appeared in this world, there has not been a second. When I'm not here...even if I'm gone, you will continue..." However, in the end, the flight was cancelled due to the typhoon, and the promise was not fulfilled, which made Shuo very helpless, unable to make the trip, like unable to survive, which made Aji desperate. In the end, Ken Hirai's songs are still very good. Besides, images are more intuitive and subjective than text, which will inevitably weaken the extension of text and the imagination of the audience. For example, in the writings of the original author Katayama Kyoichi, just one sentence "It turns out that I have passed 17 years in a world without Aki" is enough to make you cover up. However, no matter how great the feeling and imagination are, it is inseparable from the instinct of the protagonist of the situation, even if it is the target of the image. When you lament the past and look forward to the future, the first reaction in your mind must be the real things of those real people, while the check mark or divergence of words always comes later, and the selectivity and forgetfulness are more Big. Because only the hands wiping the corners of your mouth, the smile holding your cheeks, the love that you heard with your own ears, and the warmth of hugging in your arms, these real scenes that have penetrated into each other's bodies are unforgettable. Therefore, whether it is the letters in "Love Letter", the raindrops in "About the Rainy Season", or the tapes of Aji, they are the voices of a person's longing and expectation, the memories created by the five senses and six senses are still fresh, it is about each other Those figurative memories are unforgettable when they meet. Even if it is a secret love, even if you go through time, even if the person is no longer there, you still remember what you looked like at that time, and the heart is bound to be worth the passing of time. Despite the cruel reality, the world is often without a center. When you love you, when you are there, you are the center; when you love you, when you are not, you may be the center; when you forget, when you are not there, who will call whom to love whom? What about when you don't love when you're not there? But fortunately, in the story of Yaji and Shuo, they have done everything they can do together, and the regret of leaving the world is only definite helplessness, which is good. In the best youth, liking and saying liking, persisting and doing my best, although Aki's last message can't help but be vulgar - falling in love is so simple, the time together is unforgettable and beautiful, and my last wish is to sprinkle My ashes, continue your life - but what else can she do, no matter how reluctant or reluctant she is, she can only persuade him to let go and try to awaken his ability to continue to love, if he wants to. For some people, time is a double-edged sword, cut it down, forgetting on one side, and daring to remember on the other. —————————————————————————— Ps When I was going out for something, I saw the mentally handicapped youth in the community who was called "stupid fat" listening to music in the small pavilion. Every day at three or four in the afternoon, the pavilion in the community was his exclusive site, and he always loved it. Listen to the song on his little speaker then and there. Today he's playing "Let's Sail": Let's swing the oars, the boat pushes the waves away. The beautiful white pagoda is reflected on the sea, surrounded by green trees and red walls. The boat is lightly floating in the water, with a cool wind blowing on its head... It's so nice (don't say you didn't hum along). What he didn't know was that this song was an episode in the 1955 movie "Flowers of the Motherland", starring Li Xixiang as the mischievous elementary school student Jiang Lin, and Lv Dayu as the female monitor Liu Ju. Li Xixiang was recruited into the Xinjiang Military Region Cultural and Art Troupe. When he was reformed, he was sent to Hebei and became a coal miner who went down to the well. Many years later, Li Xixiang returned to Beijing with difficulty, and the trustee told Lu Dayu that he wanted to see her. Later, Lu Dayu recalled that he was not yet forty years old at that time. When we met, he couldn't believe that the old man who looked in his sixties and had all his teeth lost would be Li Xixiang. In the warm and cold spring of 1994, Li Xixiang, the former "flower of the motherland" who had acted in several films, died of lung cancer, without a relative by his side. It is said that when he left, he whispered to Lv Dayu, "I liked you back then." In this passage, Lv Dayu, who later became a famous announcer, did not mention it in some interviews or in his memoirs. These, "stupid fat" don't know, it's good. In the warm and cold spring of 1994, Li Xixiang, the former "flower of the motherland" who had acted in several films, died of lung cancer, without a relative by his side. It is said that when he left, he whispered to Lv Dayu, "I liked you back then." In this passage, Lv Dayu, who later became a famous announcer, did not mention it in some interviews or in his memoirs. These, "stupid fat" don't know, it's good. In the warm and cold spring of 1994, Li Xixiang, the former "flower of the motherland" who had acted in several films, died of lung cancer, without a relative by his side. It is said that when he left, he whispered to Lv Dayu, "I liked you back then." In this passage, Lv Dayu, who later became a famous announcer, did not mention it in some interviews or in his memoirs. These, "stupid fat" don't know, it's good.

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