Do not! It is not filthy here, there are mountains and waters, beautiful flowers and trees, lovely beasts, and more heart-warming human feelings. If I can, I would like to stay in the mortal world forever.
But where there is human affection, there must be the coercion of power and the entanglement of love and hate. The princes and nobles coveted the beauty of the princess, and they did not hesitate to deceive and offer the legendary treasures. The emperor wanted to use the power to take the princess as his concubine. At the moment when he was suddenly hugged, the princess understood that it was time to leave. If there is nostalgia for it again, it will surely fall into the quagmire, unable to extricate itself.
However, how much Kaguya loves every grass, tree, flower and spring on the earth! The huge mansion, the splendid costumes, the rare treasures, she did not care about it. Only the small vegetable garden at the back of the house comforts the princess's heart that yearns for the mountains. She bent down and saw the once bamboo fence thatched hut, small bridges and flowing water, ant nests and hills, and everything in her hometown came back.
Kaguya wanted nothing more than the simple life of the mountain people. Brother Shemaru worked together to cultivate the fields, have children, and be poor but happy. However, she was destined to return to the heavens who was born in bamboo. Beauty and talent will not let her go!
I still remember that at her naming banquet, because she couldn't stand the boring red tape, Kaguya rushed out of the house and ran into the moonlight, but the former home no longer existed, the girl in rags, slumped and powerless. Falling to the ground, there is only a bright moon, mysterious in the sky, reflecting the company.
escape? Looking back, there is no way back!
It's still a dream, Kaguya and Big Brother Shemaru meet. They soared into the blue sky ecstatically, without any fetters, enjoying pure freedom, but at the moment when she was about to run to the moon, Kaguya had a premonition of her own destiny and fell to the world.
Freedom is only found in dreams. The red dust is the house of fire, and the so-called liberation after cutting off the thread of love is as cold as the moon, lonely and cold. Isn't it another kind of enduring like a year, and it's boring? Therefore, the servants of Shenying will always have a burning heart, intending to take advantage of this sky to prosper the Ming Dynasty, and go down to the world to create a fantasy.
How do you know the fly in the ointment, good things and hardships are closely related to each other, and in an instant, they are extremely happy and sad, and people are not exchanged for things.
After all, Kaguya left, and returned to the pristine western paradise. She loves life and longs for purity and freedom, but she cannot bear the inevitable filth behind beauty.
How can things in the world be so simple? Positive and negative complement each other, and contradictions are intertwined. If there is no evil, beauty will cease to exist.
Isn't Kaguya's crime and punishment a problem that everyone faces? We live in the gutter, but there are still people looking up at the stars. Only in this way can we poetically endure suffering, complete ourselves, and understand the difficulty and value of love.
I especially like the scene where Bamboo babbles, imitates frogs, and walks alone. Very cute, full of intoxicating warmth. Babies are angels bestowed on the world by God, with round bodies, ball-like, eager to try, as if they envelop the vitality of the entire universe. Full of curiosity, with wide eyes, probing, observing, without a trace of fear.
Is this Takahata Isao's closed pen work? Elegant as ink, but filled with fresh and warm colors. Dynamic and full of life!
In the early spring of March, Kaguya came under the blooming cherry tree, whirled and laughed, blooming with the purity and beauty unique to a girl! Every frame of the picture condenses the old man's love for animation.
The Bodhisattva came from the clouds, his clothes were fluttering, and the fairy music lingered in his ears. The arrows shot towards the clouds turned into flower chains and fell softly. Little Feitian hovered lightly, and people fell into a dream when they passed by.
Kaguya left, leaving her sorrows and joys behind to discuss with future generations.
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