Liz and the Bluebird: Even though love is deep, it is not mean possessives that close the cage, but gives the freedom of wings that “can fly anywhere”.

Let me start by saying that “Liz and the Bluebirds” is a very good story. Maybe there are some stories in every high school student’s head; they are probably born romantic talent. In a “story”, there must be protagonists and supporting actors. Lucky for me, she becomes the protagonist of her own story, and so does Paraskos. Together they are Leeds, and also the blue birds, inseparable, like two bright stars in the night of youth.

It seems inevitable that every high school student will have a story in their head. In the age of material abundance and desire, there are more stories; But how many can really be called “stories”? Or, what can you call a story? All year long, I’ve been looking for “stories,” thinking that the next moment in the corridor might be what I’m looking for, or it might just be a gust of wind; I began to wonder if ordinary people ever really made up “stories”. Or just feeding your boring subconscious, the projection of your desires to your deepest thoughts in The Story?

His heart is delicate; perhaps I should say I have seen the most delicate heroine in all the stories, such as a long stream of water, when I feel a shade of sadness. Umbrella Wood, on the other hand, was slightly different. She was a girl, but at heart she was more rugged — boyish in character, occasionally arrogant, and fond of sports; it’s a little hard to see the hearts of others. The two become attached to each other, which Yamada calls “love” rather than love. In “Liz and the Bluebird,” it’s a fairy tale that mirrors these two, or a tree and a parasol that mirrors a fairy tale. This is a process about “love each other again to witness separation”, in fact, careful association, plot and the title of the “disjoint” has a similar relationship, and the background of the disjoint seems to be pink bottom, black word, seems to be a soft; At the end of the film, the prefix of “dis” is the standard black character on a white background, and a sense of coolness hits the face. So what, after all, is “Liz and the Bluebirds”? It is a reflection of your deepest heart, a reflection of your purest side. A sad blue feather fell lightly, and the drunken heart of a maiden fell into the lake. In the face of “Leeds and Bluebird”, I feel sad.

Often, like a chicken with its head cut off, I begin to lean into life for stories, or should I say answers, and feel that life will burst forth with new ideas; However, from the moment I finished watching Liz and the Bluebirds, I gradually realized that life is far from complicated as I imagined. It is only a very simple side. Eighty percent of metaphors and projections are more like gifts from our imagination and logic. Are there stories in life? Yamada is probably trying to say: no — or there will always be stories, but stories are not everything in life. If there were, there would be no opening and ending disjoint, and with Naoko Yamada’s female directing prowess, “Liz and the Bluebirds” is more than 90 minutes long. But if that’s the case, what is life without stories? “The story” always has you added to the ingredients, and alive is probably the real thing. Try to live, life will sooner or later have you embellish the story, like the tree and umbrella wood, the path in the deepest back smile, water blue sailor suit, as if made of water. The end of a story, a moment of happiness