A 13 year old boy and girl kiss and then spend the night wrapped in a blanket for warmth. Compansionship only is implied not copulation. A scene where a girl wears a swimsuit.


Film review:Translated by www.rabudo-ru.com


It’s better to forget each other in the Jianghu.

After reading xinhaicheng’s “five seconds per second”, I thought about how to explain my mood for a long time. For a long time, I thought of Chuang Tzu’s words, “it’s better to forget in the Jianghu than to help each other.” I remember someone once said this to me a long time ago. I said I didn’t want it. What I wanted was “Chang Xiangshou” in Daming Palace CI. True love is like two ivy vines lingering together. In the hot sun and in the wind and rain, they never give up. What they see in the daytime is their snuggling together. What they hear in the late night is their common breathing, growing together, bathing in sunshine and rain, and dying together until they turn into ashes, regardless of you and me.

However, after watching this film of xinhaicheng, I began to encounter such a feeling – how subtle, light sadness, and endless disappointment, I found that this was the most beautiful feeling in my life. But I’ve always been bitter. I can’t let go of the spiritual journey brought by xinhaicheng——

The train crossing the Kanto Plain was driving in the howling wind and snow, suffering from loneliness and despair in the long darkness of the night. The moment I see my beloved, the silent warmth seems to melt the ice and snow of the whole world. Falling snow is like falling cherry. Under the tree full of memories, it is the first kiss of green emotion. This may not be called love, but it is the purest emotion in the world. When you are used to not having her around anymore, the lonely journey of life is doomed to be so far away.

“It’s very sad to share the feelings of 13 years with each other in the next moment.”

No longer like the voice of stars, there is an unimaginable huge time and space between two people, so that the hope for the future is close to fear. However, the plain after the snow is shining for thousands of miles, but there are always endless words before leaving.

“Let’s go to see the cherry blossoms sometime.”

A promise as clear as Hotan jade in the ice stream has not been realized in the end. The promise we are waiting for is not “water comes, I am waiting for you in the water; fire comes, I am waiting for you in the ashes” until death, and it is as remote as a nebula in the vast universe, dazzling and out of reach.

Seed island.

Another waiting story. We were cheated and thought that he had been sending messages to Ming Li. However, although it was his own preservation, I think it must be a message sent to Ming Li in his heart. It was a spiritual longing, but it never brought happiness. Finally, the country girl who has not confessed can only grow up slowly in surfing. Perhaps she has a beautiful destination, but between her and her loved ones, there is still a huge terrible time and space, just like the sky and the sea. With the launch of the rocket, the long tail opened the light and darkness, stayed missing and feeling, and flew into the boundless universe. In fact, happiness may be right in front of you.

Tokyo

With endless hesitation, the scars of life and emotion flow like the change of the four seasons. Such a feeling can go through thousands of years, making us feel the elegance of the Ping’an era, appreciate the floating petals and maple leaves in the stream, and feel the sadness of seasonal changes. Despair, helplessness, repetition. In life, maybe like us, he has lost his ideals. A thousand e-mails can’t shorten the distance, but it’s the collision of young hearts. That’s the speed of cherry blossoms falling, which is 5cm per second.

“How fast can I see you again?”

It seems that the cruel xinhaicheng is based on the falling speed of cherry blossoms. Goodbye is an eternal moment. Perhaps we spent our whole lives waiting for that moment, but such an encounter was as short as a dream. The train that brought them together in those years tore the dream of this moment forever. Wake up, people are no longer. “People don’t know where to go, peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze.” cherry blossoms live forever, and lovers under the tree are no longer. At that sad moment, I suddenly felt that the end result of life is really not our true love. Maybe we are enjoying the happiness, but only when we return to our 13-year-old dream can we find the most precious emotion in life. I don’t know why, xinhaicheng doesn’t make up a beautiful lie to comfort our hearts, but would rather use the truth of pain to prove the difference between true love and destination. I can’t stand why beautiful love doesn’t become real happiness, but flies to the boundless ocean of time like a rocket to the universe. We are not seeking Plato’s “idea” of love, waiting for the paradigm of true love in the distant horizon; We should not put the beautiful green and pure love at the bottom of our hearts and dreams. We who have been injured countless times in reality need real happiness. But, however, the reality is so painful and cruel.

“It really hurts”

Sticking to the last precious tree, we saw the bubble of dreams and were disillusioned by the yearning through time and space. We have been looking for it, but we can’t find it. The story is over. With our silent tears, we send our hearts to the country where cherry blossoms fly.

The most beautiful thing is so transparent, so pure, and so dazzling. Like the Milky way in the night sky, like the nebula in the sky, like the scattered cherry blossoms. Beautiful things are like dreams, and reality is so unreachable.

This is the spiritual journey brought by xinhaicheng, which brings a certain touch to our soul. This story describes such a green and sincere feeling, which is even more precious than sentimental love. It is the most pure love in the world. It doesn’t need any foundation and dependent love, parking and chasing eternal love, because it itself is forever. This is what Chuang Tzu said to us gently through two thousand years of time and space:

“It’s better to forget each other in the Jianghu than to help each other.”

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