"My Neighbor Totoro" About Returning to Basics
After the movie ended, friends kept complaining that the plot was too simple and young, with little substance. Compared with the fast-paced movies he likes, he started a round of praise
I also love the movies he mentioned, but while listening to it, I thought, since when did our aesthetics become so narrow? Is it really so soon to lose the ability to perceive simple beauty?
I have seen a saying about "returning to nature". This word is often used to praise the "truth" of something. But in fact, the beauty of this word is not "true", but "return".
Famous abstract expressionist paintings are often compared with children's graffiti. In the eyes of most people, they are obviously similar things, but their values are far from each other. In fact, this can almost explain the core of the above word. The graffiti of our childhood is completely out of the heart and unadorned, and it is "true", but it is not so precious in itself except for the memory value of ourselves and our family members who care about us. Although the painter's lines may seem simple and no different from our graffiti, they are very precious. It is because every stroke is a precipitation after thousands of sails. From seeing the mountains, it is the mountains and the water is the water; Zhanhua then "returned" to the original. What is precious is the consciousness and process of this "return", which makes all the truths have thickness and meaning after precipitation.
"My Neighbor Totoro" is such an existence, without any complicated and gorgeous things, but every frame of the picture is full of the beauty of returning to nature.
Outlined in three or two strokes, the picture even has a sense of age. Hisaishi Jo's music played, and under the dark blue night, the fluffy briquettes elf slowly crossed the eaves, climbed the tree branches and merged with the night. At that moment, the long-standing numbness in my heart was suddenly warmed. Open, the red liquid flowing in the veins turned into a soft spring stream under the warm sun.
We are suddenly simple. Devoted and simple believe in the divine tree, respect the gods in ancient legends, and subconsciously perceive every agility in life. The beauty of nature quietly takes away all the anxiety, the foam stepped on during laundry is enough to make us happy, and a wagashi after work can eliminate fatigue and bring satisfaction.
Everything is finally back to being as simple as when I was a kid. That's enough.
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