The first snow of early winter blew up the circle of friends.
Among the many reasons to like snow, it is actually not worth a miss.
Are you okay? Is it snowing there?
If you hear the whispers of the snow falling to the ground, who do you want to join in a white-headed covenant?
Just yesterday, I was reading a Japanese love letter. The snow scene inside is also breathtakingly beautiful.
Beautiful snow scenes, faint sadness, pure love, warm heart protection...
Some people say: After the love letter, no one can shoot the beauty of that youth so fresh and beautiful, and no one can shoot that sadness.
Movie Love Letter: On a snowy winter day in Kobe, Japan, Hiroko Watanabe (Miho Nakayama) is once again so sad that she can't help herself on the third anniversary of her ex-fiancé Fujii Tree.
Unable to suppress her longing for her deceased lover, Hiroko Watanabe found out in the middle school classmates' directory that "Fujii Tree" had addressed when she was studying in Otaru City, and sent a love letter that she thought was sent to heaven.
Not long after Watanabe Hiroko received a reply signed "Fujii Shu (Miho Nakayama)", she learned that fujii tree was a girl of her age and a classmate of her boyfriend Fujii (Takashi Kashiwara) when he was a teenager. In order to learn more about her former lovers in middle school, Hiroko Watanabe began to exchange letters with the female Fujii Tree.
In her constant memories, Fujii tree gradually discovered that the Fujii tree with the same surname as her when she was a teenager had hidden a tender feeling for herself.
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For her Fujii Tree, along with the memories revealed is a crush on each other. The teenager I liked, he also happened to like me. So, how beautiful.
The one standing in the library reading a book, the sun shining on him, a faint golden light. The white curtain loomed, and his face froze.
"I pretended to be calm as I tried to carry the card in my pocket. However, by coincidence, I like the apron, there is no pocket up and down. ”
Through the long years, the card that inscribed the love of youth finally conveyed that secret and beautiful heart.
He actually secretly liked you for most of your life.
How are you? I am fine.
About love
For Hiroko Watanabe, she knew that he was gone, and she knew that the letter could not be received. She still stubbornly sent love letters from heaven.
When he got to the door, he didn't dare to meet the girl with the same name. Knowing his liking was only because she looked like the love he remembered.
Because of love at first sight, it is no wonder that even the marriage proposal hesitated for two hours with the ring...
For her, the heartache of the full screen. You know the truth but lose the courage to lie to yourself.
How are you? I am fine.
About guardianship
I love you, but you love him, but I still love you and want to protect you.
The Scythians are dead. She still followed his shadow and wanted to know more about him.
For him autumn leaves, it is a warm guardian. It is sweet love, obviously I saw you first, obviously I fell in love with you first. But it can only silently guard you, as long as you are happy.
A faint sadness, more is touching and warm.
Mu Xin wrote from the previous slow: The time of the past was very slow, and there was only enough to love one person in a lifetime.
From then on, the mountains and rivers are all you.
About nostalgia
Of all the partings, death is the most severe. While white sends black hair more heartbreaking.
On the third anniversary of the festival, Fujii's mother pretended to have a headache, mischievous and smiling.
The room was not opened for a long time, and it was all ashed. In the face of the son's fiancée jealousy for the girl with the same name and surname, the first second laughed and joked, and the next second covered her face and cried bitterly.
The Scythian is dead, and only by living well and living hard will he be at ease in another place.
How are you? I am fine
Write at the end
First snow tonight,Easy resonance.
You don't have to dress up, you don't have to be lyrical. In the warm light, writing this, small indeed lucky.
Thanks are still there, thanks are still loved.
Another year, another winter. Hello to the first snow of this winter.
If the two of them, they will step on the snow to find plums, and they will have white heads together. If there is a person, it must also be steaming hot, and the moonlight will be whiteheaded.