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How did I fall in love with the girl who didn't get a regular haircut and made me angry? Tomoko, you are stubborn and unreasonable, love to play and love popularity, but I can't stand to be infatuated with you.
It's just that you graduated, but we were defeated, I was the people of the defeated country, and the pride of the nobility instantly degenerated into the shackles of the prisoners.
I am just a poor teacher, why should I bear the sins of a nation?
The fate of the times is the sin of the times, I love you, but I must give up on you...
On December 25, 1945, on a cruise ship from Taiwan to Japan, a teacher of overseas Chinese from a defeated country wrote seven letters full of lovesickness to the beloved girl who remained in Taiwan with a feeling of repentance.
60 years later, the old man's daughter found these well-preserved letters in his belongings, but did not send them. In order to comfort the old man's spirit in heaven, the daughter sent these belated letters to the old man according to the address in the letter - "Cape Seven, Tomoko Kojima"
<h1 class= "pgc-h-arrow-right" > perhaps all the edges and corners and the shackles are powerless resistance that is not willing to be mediocre</h1>
It's not that I'm going to look at everything around me coldly, it's that it really makes me feel so fucked! Aja, whose musical dreams were hit, broke his guitar. More than ten years ago, when I saw this scene and heard Ajia scold that dirty word, I thought he was blown up and handsome. I didn't feel the despair of destroying what I insisted on pursuing what I liked.
In the church, people prayed reverently, from childish children to old people with beautiful hair, thanksgiving and repentance in front of God, and in the rhythm of hymns, God's endless mercy for people flowed. Maizi, a precocious but hairy little girl, was driven out by the priest because she accidentally hit the piano and frightened an old man who was praying. She helplessly told her mother: I was driven out by God.
Mao Bo, who refuses to retire at the age of 80 and still insists on delivering letters on a motorcycle; Malasan, who is humble and bends his knees and strives to sell Hakka millet wine; Tomoko, a Japanese girl who studies and works in Taiwan and wants to become a model, but is arranged by the company to become a public relations; water frog, a small shop boy who has a crush on the boss's wife; a traffic policeman who lost his wife due to an accident; the chairman of the People's Congress who wants to retain local young people and revitalize the local economy...
The people in these movies, after tasting them, I think they are so familiar, so kind, as if they are neighbors in life, as if I am in it. Everyone has the trouble of not being happy, and there is endless depression. When luck failed us, I deeply doubted whether I was the one who had been cast out by God.
Huashao time, we once had a proud thing, called vitality. People like to add an adjective in front of something, called vigorous. In the year of silk and bamboo, we unconsciously wear away the vitality that we were proud of, and replaced it with a sense of powerless mourning. I don't know if at the time of spring return, in the twilight years, we still have the original surging and even if only a trace of it remains.
The more unwilling I am to be mediocre, the more I dare not imagine the future, and I have no right to decadence, not because of attachment, perhaps because of attachment under illusions. Someone once said that the more out of place people are, the more capable they are, but why can't people who have the ability escape the fate of the feathers and scales?
After Maebo's leg fell, Ajia became a temporary postman with the help of chairman Minjin's stepfather, he looked like he didn't care, he was two hours late on the first day of work, and the letters and parcels that should have been sent that day were piled up in the room by him.
In Aja's heart, it's not that he complains that there is too little happiness, or that he doesn't know how to make life. His wrath and anger are powerless resistance that is not willing to be mediocre. When his beloved music is not recognized, he is only a small abbreviation born in the cycle of fate. He even privately unzipped the parcel sent from Japan, revealing an unforgettable story.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" > there is a contradiction that when together, I love you. After the separation, I said I didn't love anymore, but still loved you deeply</h1>
On the third day, how to restrain yourself from thinking about you. You are a student growing up in the bright southern sun, I am a teacher who crossed the ocean from the snowy north, we are so different, why are we so in love. I miss the sun, I miss the hot wind, I still remember the way you provoked the red ants, I know I shouldn't laugh at you, but the way you step on the red ants is so beautiful, like stepping on a fantasy dance. Angry, intense and flirtatious laughter.
Tomoko, that's when I fell in love with you...
No matter how strong I am, or how stubborn I accept myself at a casual moment, why the person who has been sealed by me for a long time will always suddenly break into my memory in a moment of déjà vu. Sometimes, because of a song; sometimes, because of a scene; sometimes, because of a smell.
Some people, you can do not love him, but you can not do to forget him. You once held each other's hands deeply, and in the happy appearance of each other, you sought the happiness of a lifetime. You hug and kiss each other, and in each other's temperature, you experience the sweetness and beauty of the day. Today, your arms have long since lost his temperature, but you still remember the heartbeat of snuggling in his arms. Perhaps, this is a kind of alternative love, after the loss, still remind you, there is a feeling called unforgettable.
I wish there were storms that would drown me in the waters between Japan and Taiwan so that I would not be responsible for my cowardice.
Tomoko, after only a few days of sailing, the cries brought by the sea breeze have made me much older. I didn't want to leave the deck or sleep, and I had already calculated that once I landed, I would never want to see the sea again for the rest of my life.
What a sea breeze! Why does it always bring cries? Lovers cry, marry cry, have children cry, thinking about your possible future happiness I will always cry. It's just that my tears are always dried by the sea breeze before they pour out. The crying that could not gush out tears made me older, the hateful phoenix, the hateful moonlight, the hateful sea...
When we broke up, we all lied to ourselves that as long as he was happy I was happy. But when I think about it, when I think that the person who gave him happiness is not himself, how much remorse and jealousy do you have in your heart? It's not me who left you, it's me who leaves you, but I still love you.
The sea of December was always tinged with anger, and I bore the stench of shame and regret, accompanied by unhurried swings, not understanding whether I was returning home or leaving.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" > I try to be lonely as you are, which is my "epitaph" when I was alive</h1>
In the evening, having entered the Sea of Japan, I had a headache during the day, and the hateful fog blocked my view of the whole day, and now the starlight was so beautiful.
Remember when you were a first-grade girl in middle school, you dared to challenge my astronomical theory of lunar eclipses with the rural legend of the Tengu Eclipse Day? Speaking of a theory that is not afraid of your challenge, do you know that the starlight we see now is launched from a planet hundreds of millions of light-years away? The light emitted hundreds of millions of years away, we can only see now, hundreds of millions of years later, what will Taiwan and Japan be like?
The mountain is still a mountain, the sea is still the sea, but there is no one.
I want to look at the starry sky a few more times, and in this fickle world, I want to look at eternity. When I met a school of mullet that was going to Taiwan for winter, I put my thoughts on you into one of them, hoping that your fisherman father could catch it.
Tomoko, despite its poignant smell, you must also taste it. You will understand that I am not abandoning you, I am reluctant to you. I whispered repeatedly on the deck where everyone was sleeping, I am not abandoning you, I am reluctant to you...
You accept the fact of the breakup, but ignore the reason for the breakup, maybe even you yourself can't figure out how you separated each other in the first place, just like the night of the quarrel again and again, you can't remember what the reason is, the quarrel is so inseparable.
I don't know when you started, the advantages of attracting each other in the first place have all become each other's shortcomings. Your innocence was later described by him as ignorance. His responsibility is understood by you as machismo. Your coddling is considered unreasonable by him to be making trouble. His attitude is understood by you as not caring about you.
Your reasons for picking on each other begin to evolve from each other's behavior to each other's language, and even to each other's clothing, even breathing is mixed with awkwardness. So, you feel that he has abandoned you, and he feels that you are no longer in love.
It was dawn, but what was the matter, the daylight always brought thick fog anyway. In a trance before dawn, I saw that you Shaohua in the future had passed away, and I was bald and drooping in the future. The morning fog was like drifting snow, covering the wrinkles on my forehead, the sun was like a blazing flame, burning the blackness of your hair, and the last bit of residual heat in your heart and I was completely withered.
Tomoko, please forgive me for my completely useless body...
<h1 class= "pgc-h-arrow-right" > if the ending is destined to be "far away", then stay, or I will go with you</h1>
With a sea temperature of 16°, a wind speed of 12 knots and a depth of 97 meters, several seabirds have been seen, and we are expected to land before nightfall tomorrow.
Tomoko, I left you all my photo albums in Taiwan, and I put them with your mother, but I stole one of them, the one you played with at the beach, the sea in the photo has no wind and no rain, and the picture of you laughing like you are in heaven. No matter who your future will belong to, no one deserves you, originally thought that I could properly pack up the good memories, but in the end I found that all I could take away was nothingness, and I really missed you!
May the two ends of the rainbow be enough to cross the ocean and connect me and you.
For 60 years, Cape Seven was long gone, and Aka couldn't find Tomoko Kojima. Perhaps by chance of fate, or perhaps by fate, Tomoko overheard the address of the old man with the same name as her. She also returned to Japan after the performance that night. But at this time, she was also very entangled, and she fell in love with Ajia.
In her words, it wasn't that she hadn't been in love before, but this time it was the strangest, and I don't know if it counted or not.
Just before the show began, Tomoko told Aka about her imminent return to Japan and gave him Tomoko Kojima's address. This package, which was 60 years late, finally crossed the ocean and returned to its owner.
Aka looked at the old man's old dragon clock's back, did not bother, did not speak, but quietly put this package full of thoughts on the side of Tomoko Kojima. At this time, she was already an old man in her eighties, and the person who loved her deeply, with his attachment to her, had long since left this world that made him regret.
When the tragedy was about to repeat itself on Tomoko and Aka, Aka ran over and hugged Tomoko and said, "Stay, or I'll go with you." ”
When the melody of "South of the Border" sounded, I suddenly realized that what was far away was nothing more than a desperate choice. If there is a chance, will you say to your one: Stay, or I will go with you?
May there be a kind of forgiveness at the end of every life, and may you still laugh and talk about the way when you are bitter and willing.
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