Yes, the elegance of the hedgehog reminds me of a lot of people, women, those who are important and unimportant and can't even define whether they are important~~ Some people are like a rose in my heart A thorn on a flower, when the sun is shining, it is a budding flower, and in the night, when the cold dew slides down, it becomes a sharp thorn, piercing into a certain heart when you are inadvertent, and the pain hits your face. Come to make you feel overwhelmed~~
I know her, like the gentle Nana in NANA~ I thought I was just too dark, at least I still have my true self in front of her, and I can smoke, drink, laugh and laugh~~ I once thought she could give her My comfort gives me a touch of warmth~~ We do some little crazy things together, just like riding a bicycle together 10 years ago to go to self-study in the morning, and go home on a bicycle side by side for self-study at night. . . On the way, she listened to me tell about her weird cynical thoughts, and I listened to her talk about her pure crush on all kinds of girls' thoughts. . When I was in college, I took her to meet my extremely strong roommates, and she got along very well with them~ She also brought me to meet her gentle roommates, and in the end, no one liked me. . . We slept together, shared our thoughts, I showed her the films I love and listened to the bands I love~~ As if these beautiful days could go on indefinitely, I stood beside her sloppy and quietly, she was like a princess Laughing and holding my arm. . . However, I never thought about the embarrassment of meeting one day. She has her own life in Shanghai, and I also started my own wandering to some extent~ When the City God Temple picked me up, she said, "Long time no see, how are you?" I said, I'm fine! So they parted ways. . .
This little girl who was born on June 16th has the same birthday as me, and I was surprised to find that my mind had so much in common with a 12-year-old girl. . . Yes, death is just an unsurprising thing. Many people exaggerate the meaning of death too much. They don't care what age and how they die. The most important thing is what they were doing when they died. They don't want to communicate with others, they just like to hide in their own The world, she can express the grace of Ha Na's hedgehog in one sentence~ I don't agree with the idea of easily ending my own life. I think that any life must be cherished and magical, and no matter how ridiculous life is, it cannot be erased. Miracle. . . And to end a life is not much courage. .
She holds a dv and wants to make a movie about the absurdity of life before she ends on June 16~~ I also had my own movie dreams, including being a projectionist in a movie theater, and working in some unknown movie magazines. Editing, running errands in the crew. . . With the increase of age and the pressure of social public opinion, these simple thoughts are broken in my heart like soap bubbles~~
I know her like a peach in the story of my wife, obsessed with my own beautiful fantasy, completely disregarding the eyes of the people around me, I I remember that day at the company meeting she wore a pair of faded jeans with all the holes. . . The manager asked her to stand in the center and said that this kind of dress would affect the company's image. She just said lightly, I like these ripped pants. . . However, when I got to know her, a lot of horns had been smoothed out. Every night I listened to Nirvana and went to sleep with a mask and went to work during the day~~
We walked the streets of Shanghai together. Hot shop drinking, chatting and quarreling with people, scolding the taxi driver in English because he called us outsiders, feeding mosquitoes in the small garden downstairs of Vanke in the middle of the night, confronting an old Shanghai woman until she threw our clothes on Downstairs, I sit on a motorcycle together without helmets, sit back and forth in Line 3 and Line 9, go to the live bar to rock with others, watch eson's concert together, and then go to the company to sleep in the early morning~~ Before I go abroad She came to see me in Suzhou for a while, and we roamed in the alleys of Suzhou together, her back gradually drifting away. . .
Later I saw a passage she wrote in the diary, saying---------
I am here at two in the morning, you are enjoying the sunshine in the United States, the sun shines on your face in memory, but you still feel To the moss-like shade of your heart. I always take the time to reminisce about the summer we spent together and rarely imagine the images of our reunion. It may be unfamiliar and embarrassing. In my memory, you were awake when you were drunk, and asleep when you were awake.
In fact, under my influence, you smell like MILD SEVEN, very light and very light, the blue cigarette case is very pure, the pure white cigarette holder, you feel that you are inhaling oxygen and spitting out a blank mood.
I also often think with fear in my heart, what will happen if the only friend who understands me but has never asked for anything in my life leaves me and leaves me as an unknown woman. . . When I saw the two flowers, I thought that maybe there is someone who exists in different time and space just like me. No matter how different her age, appearance, family or even loved ones are from me, we will look at each other when we meet. With a smile, he informed the other party comprehensively---so you are here too! ~
This 12-year-old girl with amazing insight who loves Taniguchi manga wants to be a star chaser instead of a goldfish in a fishbowl, just like Pink Floyd's lyrics --we r just 2 lost souls swimming in the fishbowl year after year ...She gave the goldfish a sleeping pill she stole from her mother in the middle of the night, and flushed the body down the toilet to bring the goldfish so-called relief~ However, the amazing thing is that in the toilet of the concierge Ha Neul, the dead goldfish once again come back to life. . . It's like some kind of reincarnation of life. The goldfish that was born to the dead is resurrected in the hands of the dying. The little girl who planned to end her life gave up the idea of suicide. To be precise, it is not even called suicide, because suicide is despair of the world. A kind of passive resistance, and she herself believes that life is absurd and uninhibited. . . .
Ha Neul, the 54-year-old concierge lady with the grace of a hedgehog, whose life came to an abrupt end when she was ready to love, is the tragedy of all things as fleeting as beauty. . . The most touching part of the whole film is when the old Japanese gentleman gave Anna Karenina to the little girl at the end, there is reason to believe that in the little girl's heart, this ordinary and noble friend will be revived in her heart in the form of images. , the dream is too cold and the world is too cruel, even when we compromise, we have to declare to the world with dignity--I have lived and loved and been in despair. . . .
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