The destruction of my pride, the ordinaryness that I hate, only then did I remember that those are my favorites
Let midsummer play and let the cruel future go light years away, and now
Give up the rules, love with abandon, indulge yourself, and let go of the future.
I don't turn I don't turn I don't turn I don't turn
Make the laws simpler and order more chaotic. I just like this kind of youth.
Let midsummer have fun and let the cruel future go light years away!
I want I'm crazy I want I love that's what I want I'm crazy I want I love now
A midsummer carnival came light years away
Is growing up the inevitable decay that people must go through?
I don't want to turn I don't want to turn I don't want to turn
- Midsummer Lightyear
Wild youth, green and hazy feelings.
Is the entanglement between several people destined to be entangled, or is it God's deliberate arrangement?
Note: This article is mainly about campus life, and is more about emotional descriptions and life fragments.
The biggest limit in middle school is kissing. It tells the story of the hazy and pure emotional entanglement between girls.
When it comes to bisexuals, homosexuals, and heterosexuals with same-sex tendencies, it's difficult to categorize. Please look at the plot for details.
You may want to quote Ang Lee's words: "There is a Brokeback Mountain in everyone's heart."
According to Freud's survey, the probability of bisexuality is 100%.
Especially in adolescence, girls tend to invest their same-sex friends with love and care like lovers.
So there are often things like possessiveness, jealousy, crying, breaking up with friends, etc. You and I have experienced it.
So this article pays special attention to this. Where is the boundary between liking and dependence?
Where is the boundary between friendship and love?
Under what circumstances can intimacy between the same sex be called love?
Is it dependence on same-sex friends, ambiguity, liking, or love?
How should we answer this? When we grow up, will we still remember it and will we admit it?
When you truly discover that this is love, do you dare to face and admit it and love boldly?
This is a question and a difficult problem.
Each character in it gave a different answer. Some turned to love boys, some insisted on loving girls, and some even fell in love but did not dare to admit it.
Although it is marked as a tragedy, the process in the middle is still very warm, like the warm sunshine, and it is also very happy to write.
To say it is a tragedy may be because of the passing of youth and a nostalgia for the past.
But calling it a tragedy is a matter of opinion. It depends on how you look at it.
I really wanted to change it to a drama, but I also asked myself, is it really a tragedy? Or is it the beginning of another life?