"My dear Vasily, our units will be joining up soon. I don't think it will be long before we see each other again. Please don't be too angry when you see me. I'm afraid of what you look like when you're angry. You know I came here to see your smile, and your clear, bright blue eyes. My dear, we're under the same sky. Look, a dove! Peace is coming! No more smoke and bullets, and no more bloodshed. You promised to take me to Sochi to see the sea. Do you remember? I'm looking forward to that day more than anything.", Your dear Alyosha
A story about childhood friends, both boys, during World War II. The setting is the Soviet Union's Great Patriotic War after the outbreak of the Soviet-German War.
I was so scared when I was watching, I was so scared that Alyosha would die on the road, on the battlefield where he took a gun because of Nikolai, or in the valley, because war is never kind and will not let him go just because he is so young, but he is still so young, and he has not seen his Vasily yet.
This book is really good. I think love is not entirely the main theme of this book. It can even be regarded as a clue. When I thought that Nikolai liked Zhenia, I realized that it was because of nostalgia. He just hoped that all people like his sister's age could grow up safely. The reason why everyone in the book moved forward bravely was also because they hoped that the children behind them could be safe. Their desire for peace is the main theme of this book, and love is the power that gives them the courage to move forward, or hope.
But I feel so sorry that Vasily didn't know yet whether Alyosha already knew the meaning of that kiss. Before Alyosha could live in the blue eyes he loved again, they hid forever on the day before they met again.
Alyosha, you have chased Vasya in this life. You are as brave as him and as good as him.
Alyosha, I hope you can live in a peaceful place in the next life, a place where lilacs grow and your dear Vasya is there
Oh my god, now I feel sad after watching it. Great love in the era of war.
Where will you post in the future?
Oh my god, what a surprise I was waiting for when I pondered the book review for a long time after reading the June Barcarolle!!!
Very good Alyosha, very good Vasily
2026.3.4 Sprinkle flowers
My god, your popularity and your quality...?
"He is our village" is her. This is a big bug for the author~
I was so scared when I was watching, I was so scared that Alyosha would die on the road, on the battlefield where he took a gun because of Nikolai, or in the valley, because war is never kind and will not let him go just because he is so young, but he is still so young, and he has not seen his Vasily yet. This book is really good. I think love is not entirely the main theme of this book. It can even be regarded as a clue. When I thought that Nikolai liked Zhenia, I realized that it was because of nostalgia. He just hoped that all people like his sister's age could grow up safely. The reason why everyone in the book moved forward bravely was also because they hoped that the children behind them could be safe. Their desire for peace is the main theme of this book, and love is the power that gives them the courage to move forward, or hope. But I feel so sorry that Vasily didn't know yet whether Alyosha already knew the meaning of that kiss. Before Alyosha could live in the blue eyes he loved again, they hid forever on the day before they met again. Alyosha, you have chased Vasya in this life. You are as brave as him and as good as him. Alyosha, I hope you can live in a peaceful place in the next life, a place where lilacs grow and your dear Vasya is there
Oh my god, now I feel sad after watching it. Great love in the era of war.
Where will you post in the future?
Oh my god, what a surprise I was waiting for when I pondered the book review for a long time after reading the June Barcarolle!!!
Very good Alyosha, very good Vasily
2026.3.4 Sprinkle flowers
My god, your popularity and your quality...?
"He is our village" is her. This is a big bug for the author~
Why haven't they reunited yet?
Children in war are always more sensible