Ice-Free Harbor (Reborn! First Generation)

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I watched it three or four times, I really like it! I can't sleep thinking about it (crying) is one of my favorite tutoring articles ~ By the way, my wife is a girl from Tsinghua University? Our school is super close to you (dog head)

Girls, it's best to be mentally prepared. Even if it is revealed in two months that he killed Yan Zhen's family, I won't be surprised at all. Xiaoyu, you are telling the truth to a certain extent

Who is it in 2024 and wants to revisit Freezing Harbor? Oh, it's me.

Please customize it and open it again. I can buy ten or twenty copies by myself!

When I first read this article, there was no Jinjiang account. To this day, "Unfrozen Harbor" is one of my favorite tutoring articles ever. I watched it on and off many times, and when I was customizing it, I pestered my mother to buy it for me. I am very grateful to Kawakami-san for bringing me such a story. Although it may not mean anything to you, the image of Offee and many words in the article have corrected my worldview that was on the verge of distortion at that time. It made me believe again that there are still beautiful things, important people and hope in this world. Kawakami-san's writing style also changed my writing style to a great extent, and it continues to this day. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for creating this story. Whether it is Aoife or Arnold, or Spedo and Maki, they have given me support in life as you said in your customized postscript.

Originally I wanted to write it while listening to some songs, maybe more like words. But I was dragging it back and forth until early in the morning, and I was too embarrassed to turn on the stereo to disturb the neighbors. People are lazy all winter, looking for happy novels everywhere, and they almost feel like life is hopeless without them. I met Freezing Harbor because it was sunny for half the day, although the wind style was completely different. I suddenly fell in love with the novel because I was unlucky enough to always bump into the novel. I was completely ignorant of the specific operation and too lazy to delve into it, so I had to struggle between my morality and desire as a reader - although I would definitely fall in the end. I met three or four VIP fandoms who were very popular. It happened that Unfrozen Hong Kong had all the chapters for free, and it was quite palatable, so I thought of writing a review on a whim. Speaking of which, it took three whole days from the time the idea came up to now. Regardless of whether the passion was there or not, it's hard to say whether I can remember the plot or not. In short, we can't live up to the word "whim" like this. In this way, all the above are actually just random thoughts. But when I think about it carefully, it seems that the following are all just thoughts. Because I am becoming more and more tired of literature and art. The tea leaves swelled slightly after being brewed in the glass, and their pale brown color made people wonder if they had been brewed several times. It completely lost its selling point as tea. The cup fell on the table with a weak hand, and the liquid flowed all over the table and floor. When I hurriedly looked for a rag, it was still dripping. I saw the tea leaves spilled together with the tea. It was still pale brown like dead bark, but firmly attached to the lacquered wood table. The continuously seeping liquid flowed over its body like wooden bumps and nails. Who knew whether it was being trampled or baptized. Sure enough, this is stagnation. Because there is flow, there is stagnation. Because it is thawing, ice-free ports have emerged. Because the flood of hypocrisy in the world is raging, a group of Olivia-style fools have emerged. Olivia, that's what D called her. The poor woman who walked out of the grave where Shakespeare was buried, whose life was ruined by her father's entanglement, had no idea why her lover who spoke sweet words of love was suddenly so different from the past, and could not be persuaded and even regarded her as carrion and avoided him. I'm still young. Although Shakespeare's plays were rated as pretentious and meaningless by friends who were also young, I wanted to refute with a sneer but didn't know what to say. Because after all, I prefer Romeo and Juliet to Hamlet. Love, friendship, family affection, these are all very well-founded. Whether it is a natural bond or an entanglement that is slowly cultivated, there is a □. Dreams are not. Therefore, for young girls, Juliet's charm seems to be greater than that of Olivia. Yes, dreams are not. It came out of nowhere, my mind was still blank, and I didn't even have the prototype of that thing. I had boldly stepped into a new area, and my persistence was unquestionable. Even if I couldn't find a reason, I would hesitate. I instantly thought of One Piece and Naruto, and started my dream in a daze. The journey became more and more rich, but the dream became more and more blurry. The farther I went, the less I knew where I was going. Olivia was buried among the flowers, along with Ham's already fragile fragility. He actually gave her such a tragic name, giving her such a stubbornness that readers want to kick her. And you call her Maria. Because more and more silly girls have put their fantasies into words in recent years, Maria and Mary Sue were included in the restricted area. So what should I say at the beginning? This article is not bad, but it's a pity that the heroine Maria is so bad. In the end, thinking about it, it didn't matter what happened to Nawen. The biggest highlight turned out to be Maria. It's really infuriating. It was as if the body reacted before the brain and regarded everything in the world as an object of protection. The farmer who was bitten by the snake could do nothing but smile awkwardly. Believing what she said, I still have to stick to something. It will definitely be better if you don't persist, but it won't be any better if you don't persist. I like it when she calls Arnold sir. When I think about it, the gentleman wearing a windbreaker and turning the handcuffs on his fingertips with a cold expression is indeed very handsome. The title sir is completely suitable for Olivia's identity, and she loves and respects him. When I was bored, I wondered why Arnold used handcuffs as weapons. Is a man with a frozen expression and demeanor suitable for a cold, silver torture instrument? So handcuffs are not necessarily torture tools, they just lock the hands. The ring is a torture instrument. It locks not only the fingers but also the desires. This is quite a literary statement. The handcuffs are used because they are easy to use, or because the identity of the Intelligence Bureau is very business-like. Of course, there is no point in thinking about it anymore. Arnold's eyes were squinted and frozen, but they were shining. At the age of fourteen, he picked out the little girl's faults in front of the slums. Although there was a certain degree of vanity, I couldn't dislike him, because this was not the first time I met someone who was arrogant and self-respecting. In comparison, he was just more mature. Maybe that was the first time he knew the meaning of dreams at such an old age. Dreams come from nowhere, but those who persist can bear and enjoy the punishment. To say this is to inculcate the capitalist creed of self-interest. It is a heavy cross and the final salvation - if it is too heavy, it doesn't matter if it is lost. Anyway, as long as nothing happens, those who have dreams but not those who have dreams, those who have eaten a full dinner and those who have been hungry for a day, those who chew the corpse to stay alive and those who pray for the corpse, everyone can live to the end. People who are already numb will not know what is missing. The imaginary soundness is like the internal organs that mokuro gave to Nagi. In short, Mr. Arnold, who said with a clear voice, "Have you ever thought about it," Mr. Arnold, who has eyes like obsidian with me, who wants to kiss the sunflowers blooming from the ruins with a pious heart, is a little more handsome than the indifferent look on his face while holding a coffee cup on the train? The last kiss was without desire, leaving a mark on Olivia's brow. No one would kiss Maria with lust. Although she is not. I feel that Olivia's past has been dug up too much. If she were D's daughter, she should live a British life. The protagonist of a shojo manga is kind-hearted after taking advantage of all the benefits. I really hate that she is not the one who never regards herself as the tragic protagonist but as a passerby, but her light bloomed very early. I feel it deeply. In the cram school, the Chinese teacher talked about junior high school argumentative essays and said that proper argumentative essays need supplementary arguments. For example, tolerance has limits and must not be tolerated blindly, and trust has a bottom line and must not be trusted. I complained in my heart that if what I did was simply insignificant, then it wouldn't matter if I tolerated or trusted someone. Tolerance and trust should be prepared for great evil, and if there is some light when things are completely over, then that's called tolerance and trust. Isn't it right that the harder it is, the better it will be done? Although I immediately felt stupid and hypocritical. So I don't like him that much, the protagonist of shojo manga. It's not called kindness when a person throws a bone to a dog. It's called kindness when a dog and a dog eat the same bone, which is not even a shred of meat. This is a truth that is simply rotten when read in philosophy books. After reading all these books, it feels pretentious, and it changes the taste when it comes from the mouth of an eight-year-old girl. Taking off the sword from the dead body, he is upright because he believes in truth and goodness. Olivia, no, Maria. She really looks like the Mary who anointed Jesus' name. Innocence is actually the only charity in the cruel years, but unfortunately it is too short-lived. It felt as if a child with outstanding performance received a sightseeing ticket as a reward from his family. He cherished it so much that he didn't want to spend it. The day he remembered it at the bottom of the box, he found it and it had expired long ago. Holding the thin ticket with my hands, I felt mixed, waiting for the renewal until the next time in my life. So what should we do? How can we keep this opportunity that we didn't care about at the time but it was already too late when it ended? Stop, let time stop. There is no magic in Freezing Port. It just learns to stop time in spring in a winter world. Although people wrapped in cotton-padded clothes will laugh at it for wearing thin clothes, only it knows it, because it is not cold at all, so it is not afraid of being laughed at. The ice-free port is actually the only spring for a desolate heart. The green seedlings at the foot of the mountain have emerged. Tender and fresh, spring has definitely been stagnant in my heart. She could bravely jump into the Mediterranean Sea for the boy with double-colored eyes, but the whirlpool a hundred years later erased her existence. She struggled to figure out why she was abandoned by her companions who had been through life and death, and finally realized that she was just losing to D's smile. The smile of D who is stubborn even when he is wrong. He said maybe she can come back alive, and the liquid tears of the people outside the door will flow until they dry up, because there are still people waiting for me to come back, so it will be a pity to die. I was actually trying my best to clear D's name, and the chapter-by-chapter updates of the comic still hit me. The only thing that makes me feel comfortable is thinking like this. Someone who is as stubborn as a stone, smelly and hard, doesn't need us to beautify his image of not caring. There is an article about Bai Zhengtong's humanities. When Bai Lan was wiped out in X-burner, she vaguely remembered the warm moments that she once had, like a normal person. Although she felt it was precious, she did not regret the wrong path. He said he was not suitable for cleansing. White is the dirtiest color because no matter what color it is, it will be stained, so it has to stay at its whitest, like bleaching freshly dried paper, a white that people dare not even touch. White is blank space, no matter where it is. Olivia's stupid and maddening white is called Bai, and D is so stubborn that even if someone shoots him into a sieve with a gun, they don't understand the hatred. Actually, they are also called Bai. Their whiteness has all stagnated, and after it has stagnated, new colors cannot be added. You can call this addition pollution, or you can call it washing. Who knows what it is. Because you never told me in the first place whether white is a good color. One of the very successful features of "Freezing Port" as a fan novel is that it has multiple lines, because readers are always impatient. Maybe one day they suddenly get tired of a certain line, and at least there is something else to keep them reading to the end. Mr. Arnold, whom Ophelia admired and who had been waiting for the eight-year-old girl for many years, D's "Dad" who didn't mind being called a traitor but had an almost eerie kindness, "Brother" Simon who lay in a pool of blood and worked hard for the friend who had agreed to go to the grave together, and "Ms. Mermaid" who tied up her long hair and told her to go to hell together. Although D's pocket watch was broken, he had always kept it in his arms. A hundred years later, he was the one who repeated those hurtful words to others and himself in front of the X generation. He was also the one who stared at the pocket watch that stopped time. Pledge to eternal friendship. A vow has always been a curse. Why didn't you place a bet back then? If I betray the friendship of the seven of us, what do I lose? It's stagnant time. The unfired gunshot that Mokuro stopped told him so. Giotto's silent sadness and his heart that beat like a pocket watch in his chest told him so too. But D really has no regrets, because when he sets foot on □, he knows the end. Memories always make people funny and sad. No matter what kind of person confronts time, they feel shameful and defeated. It is obviously an oil painting but turned into a sketch. Such paradoxical sadness. Getting to know each other is not necessarily about missing each other, but it is definitely not about killing each other. You didn't pull me out of hell to kill me, just like you didn't become friends with Giotto out of betrayal. That's what Olivia seemed to say. As for Simon, he wrote a lot about his death. It is said that when a person dies, the memories of his life will come back like a tide. I have never experienced the feeling of someone around me leaving, and there is no way to confirm this statement. But when Simon died, I tried to think of things related to him. Apart from the brother who did not cry out and some trivial fragments, I couldn't think of anything else. This man's death was far more magnificent than his life, judging from the text. Anyway. Freezing Harbor is also known as Stagnant Spring. The dream is also called stagnant innocence.

As I said, I have read this article many times. After reading many articles, I can never regain the original feeling, but this article is different. No matter how many times I have watched it or how long it has passed, the warm and happy feeling in it will never disappear. Thank you very much for bringing us such an article. I envy the free and determined Aoife in the article, and I also love the gentle and awkward Dad Damon (in fact, if my dad cared about me half as much as Damon cared about Aoife, I wouldn't be so miserable and twisted now. I was so jealous that I couldn't bear to kill him). They can be so firm and optimistic in such an environment. They are good role models for me and give me a lot of encouragement and courage. I believe that like Aoife, I will eventually get the future I want, protect my mother, and fulfill her wishes (of course, I must not forget to take revenge. Sooner or later, I will send those people to hell! Let them regret living in this world!!) Then, I will take this courage and work hard! Wish me success!

One of my favorite tutoring articles

Author, have you noticed that all the plots you guessed in the full text are correct... Can you help me guess the questions for the high school entrance examination?

It was the first time I saw such an article with normal views and full of warmth. I really felt healed and found that "it turns out that the world is still very warm." This article is my favorite tutoring article! The description is very profound but also very warm and touching. I believe that there is light in the world again! ! ! So I decisively decided to read all the articles written by the author!