It is said that it is suspicious for a person to keep reminiscing about his childhood.
On the way to the countryside for vacation, Taeko, an office worker in Tokyo, recalled over and over again the little things from the fifth grade of elementary school: going to the hot springs in Atami, eating pineapples for the first time, severely failing the math test, scolding from his father, the boys in the temporary class The love, the first menstruation... The night train rumbled forward, the dark carriage was empty.
The ten-year-old Xiao Miaozi's childish face poked out from behind the shaman and grinned.
why? she asked herself.
That may be a turning point of transformation, and now I am also encountering another time when I need to transform, she thought.
Taeko is 27 years old, work, life, love, everything is pressing.
The youth near the end is like a rose in the end of summer, and it has gradually revealed the fading color of fatigue.
2
"Sunny days, cloudy days and rainy days, which one do you prefer?"
When I was in elementary school, I was always on the soil, wearing my brother's leftover sports clothes, with braids in horns, and my face was blue and yellow, and there was no cartoon pencil case with Snow White drawn. , There is no beautiful pink head flower, and there is no boy's admiration.
When the boy who played baseball well in the temporary class stopped in the alley where Taeko was coming home and asked such a question with a red face, I, together with the adult Taeko, smiled slightly.
"That...sunny day, cloudy day or rainy day, which one do you prefer?"
"Cloudy day..."
"Me too!" A
simple and almost meaningless conversation can make two children happy. Fly into the sky. Is it love?
Need proof?
White clouds circle lightly.
The sky is so blue.
3
"It takes 12 baskets of
safflower seeds to get a gram of red..." Picking safflower is what Taeko calls a vacation.
The golden flowers all over the slope are taken off one by one in the early morning of the sunrise, mashed, dried in the sun, and made into rouge. Red is the most beautiful color for girls.
Taeko stood in the field, wearing a flower hat, smiling like a willing peasant woman, very beautiful.
Although no matter how you look at it, the adult Taeko is just an ordinary young woman with ordinary appearance, ordinary position, kind-hearted, and afraid of change. Like each of us, we often feel powerless in the face of the vastness of life.
The whole film is smooth, with comfortable color palettes, fields, clear streams, large expanses of deep and light green, distant mountains with light ink, and brush strokes.
I like it very much.
4
"How can 2/3 apples be divided by 1/4?"
Taeko told Min Xiong about the 25-point exam that he couldn't bear to gamble when he divided the credits. She is still persistently puzzled by such abstract arithmetic - how can 2/3 apples be divided by 1/4?
It is said that those who can master the division of fractions will have smooth sailing in the future. Taeko went on to say that Yuriko's grades are always mediocre in her class, but she can always get 100 points in the test of dividing fractions. She is now married and the happy mother of two children.
I did nothing.
I also did nothing and was alone.
Although, my math scores have always been excellent, and in the reputation of the teachers and classmates, I am a smart child.
5
"Mr. Crow, please go well..." On
a Wednesday in the third grade, which was supposed to be a rest afternoon, the music teacher whispered in my ear and asked me to come to the school for rehearsal—dance!
This is usually the honor of a cute girl with a pink head and a ruddy face, and it is worthy of supreme pride. But it was a shame for the children at that time to be so enthusiastic about dancing and dressing up.
When the Young Pioneers informed me that the squadron would have a regular meeting in the afternoon, I was confused.
Inexplicable shame made me choose a meeting instead of a rehearsal. A girl who seemed unremarkable at the time took the cake for me - a snowman in a beautiful hat dancing rubber bands. Later, she repeatedly performed on behalf of the school, becoming more and more beautiful and fashionable. By the time she was in the senior year, she was already the backbone of the school's literature and art.
I'm still grey-headed and pale.
Most people have similar regrets in their childhood.
When Taeko talked about the role she had missed in the troupe at the time, I saw the infinite nostalgia in her eyes.
If there is another beginning, can I be another person now?
6
Is it true that every child is self-willed, picky eater, poor in communication, has a desire to forbear, and refuses to speak out like a little wonderful child?
Is every adult as afraid of aging as I am, complaining about life, and subconsciously evading responsibility and shirk responsibility?
I remember when I was very young, my biggest wish was to become another person, or a rabbit, a cat, anything, as long as I could escape from the real world.
At that time, my mind was pure and simple, like a blank sheet of paper. The biggest evil thought was to pray for a big earthquake on the eve of the announcement of the results of the periodical examination. It was far from the vicious thought of burning the whole earth with a little disappointment. .
In fact, the same is an escape from life, no one has grown much better than the other.
At the end of the film, Taeko returns to the village on the way back to Tokyo, giving up her step-by-step life in the big city to be the wife of a farmer (Min Woong). When I was a child, myself and my classmates cheered in the carriage, urging her to jump off the train quickly.
At this turning point of transformation, she used a fifth-grade self to solve her headache as an adult.
The picture is very beautiful, full of jubilant children in the carriage, the sun is shining, and the time overlaps.
It was her own voice.
It can be said to be an excellent film, or it can be said to be lackluster.
There is no in-depth discussion of the so-called human nature, no major right and wrong, and no discussion of gains and losses, warm sketches.
Taeko, a child and an adult, stood on both sides of the river of time, marching forward together bravely.
7
I am who I am, and cannot be another.
Accompany you in life, bury you in death.
It's that simple.
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