Watching the bullet screen in "Plastic Memory", someone mentioned "April is your lie", and I came here with the mentality of trying it out. I am a person, I think it is a more indifferent personality, CL prefers apricots to Xu, so when Xu dies, my heart really does not fluctuate. In the name of the flower, I only feel sorry for the disappearance of the face code. Air, sinful, malleable... Too much, I just feel good pity.
Watching the whole play, it is impossible to say that it is not moved.
In fact, for the death of the heroine, frankly I did not have too many thoughts, on the contrary, the mother who had been appearing in the first half of the paragraph had abused me and cried several times. There is no greatest emotion in the world than the love of our parents for us. There are always people who say that her mother has a bad attitude towards public violence, how bad she is, but she does not think about how worried she is about the future of the person she loves most in the few time she has left. Every mentally normal man must do something for his own reasons, and the hateful man must have pity.
If seeing the death of her mother is a regret that is unprepared but has to accept, then the departure of the heroine should be a reality that is unwilling but cannot be changed.
The death of the heroine is like a predetermined ending, she and her mother in order to make the public life transformed, left an indelible mark on the growth of the public life and was taken away by the disease. When I saw the end, I felt that this was the best ending. No need to deliberately change to HE, no need for a happy reunion, the heroine has been in the male protagonist's heart who can not replace the position, so it is good.
At the beginning of the plot, I thought it was a healing fan, and in the first episode, when Smoke and a few children laughed and laughed around the white pigeons, in the eyes of Gongsheng, he saw the arrival of angels. Love at first sight that came from the spring, how beautiful, the deepest wound in this, sure enough, is still public life, the two women who gave him the color of life, one hurt him, in the name of love, and then hurt by him, leaving him forever, not even giving him a chance to apologize.
The other, meeting him when he was confused and didn't know how to move forward, encouraged him, supported him, let him out of the shadows he once was, but cruelly left at this time, the same without giving him a thank you and saying "I like you" opportunity. Seeing the last of the occasions, the tear glands that I had forcibly held back for a long time finally overcame my sanity, and the lie that began in April came to an end, and it was a surging sadness, like an endless tide, roaring and engulfing me.
At that moment, I hoped that Gongsheng could go with her, just like Liang Zhu, accompanied by butterflies, and flew around. This kind of intense and surging sadness, I only had a few years ago, when I read a novel called Dragon Clan, so to say, sadness is a very domineering and unreasonable thing, it comes suddenly, and when you don't realize it yourself, tears flow down your face.
Suddenly, before you realize it yourself, tears run down your face.