[Comprehensive] My sand sculpture ex-boyfriend

The chocolate-flavored popcorn in this movie theater is a must, and I am satisfied with it.

The name of the movie is "Ancient Capital", adapted from one of Kawabata Yasunari's three masterpieces. The girl named Chieko and the girl named Miaozi are obviously twins. Being by my parents' side, I couldn't get rid of the fate of poverty.

After being separated for more than ten years, the two sisters reunited by a wonderful fate and told a sad story in the beautiful Kyoto.

For the fun of the movie, the original work has been adapted to a certain extent, but for the praise of the beauty of Kyoto, the affection between the two people is still very deep,

After the movie ended, there was a sad and depressed atmosphere in the audience. We sat at the back, so we waited for the audience in front to leave before we could get up.

While waiting, I heard Zero whispering something, so I got closer to him.

"'I am strongly conscious of being a Japanese-style writer, and I hope to inherit the tradition of Japanese beauty. There is nothing other than this self-consciousness and hope.'"

"Does Zero like Kawabata Yasunari very much?" Anyway, he is also a student of the Faculty of Arts, and I know this is what Kawabata Yasunari said. "It is true that the work "Ancient Capital" is full of traditional Japanese elements and the beauty of monogamy, and it is easy to remind people of the words of Master Kawabata."

The people in front had almost left, and the people behind us also got up one after another, passing by us with rustling sounds.

Zero's face was surprisingly a little sad, and he asked me back.

"What does Huali think of Kawabata Yasunari?"

I answered quickly.

"The first person in Japan to win the Nobel Prize, Kawabata's literature is an eternal topic in the Japanese literary circle, and even in the Asian cultural circle."

I, who was deeply poisoned by my studies, mentioned these two key words when I mentioned Yasunari Kawabata.

The end of the film was still playing on the screen, and the few people in the theater had almost left. Ling watched the old photos of Kyoto flashed on the screen.

"Maybe because of my mixed race, I have been more concerned about the fact that I am a 'Japanese' than my peers around me since I was a child. When I was in elementary school, the new teacher in the literature appreciation class was a Kawabata fan. Documentary."

The black and white light and shadow of the movie screen refracted on our clasped hands, and I was attracted by the information that belonged to me that was rarely revealed in Zero's words.

"The content of the documentary is that the first Japanese writer who won the Nobel Prize, Kawabata Yasunari, when he won the Nobel Prize, gave his speech "I am in beautiful Japan". , but that awe-inspiring gesture of belonging to Japan shocked me deeply."

There were only the two of us and the staff standing on the stairs waiting for the end of the film to clean up the venue.

If it is zero, the wind turns.

"But after in-depth understanding, I realized that Mr. Kawabata held high the banner of Neo-sensationism when he was young, and was greatly influenced by Western culture. The modernist techniques used in his works also have strong Christian elements."

I can't help but sigh with emotion.

"The Japanese at that time accepted the idea of ​​total Westernization. Fukuzawa Yukichi's theory of leaving Asia and entering Europe, promoting Western civilization, made the whole of Japan fall into a frenzy. After the successful Meiji Restoration, Japan's admiration for Western learning has It has reached a terrifying level, and even Master Kawabata cannot escape this wave."

Zero nodded silently, turning his gaze from the screen to my face.

"As Huali said, Mr. Kawabata, who was born more than 30 years after the Meiji Restoration, was influenced by a lot of orchid studies in his early years, but in his later years, Mr. Kawabata was very worried about the status quo of Japanese literature. He believed that although the current Japanese literature Trying to absorb Western culture for development is still not as high as the literature of the dynasty era, that is, the height of the Heian era.”

The young and handsome face that was looking at me had a melancholy look that was deep in thought.

"Why is this happening? The old Mr. Kawabata got the answer after thinking about it, that young people are completely westernized under the influence of the tide of the times, but they ignore the exploration of the beauty of oriental culture that belongs to Japan."

I recalled the information about Yasunari Kawabata in my mind, and nodded with comprehension.

Zero looked at my ignorant and serious look, changed from the seriousness just now, and pampered my face.

"I'm sorry, I was a little emotional after watching the movie, and suddenly said such nonsense."

I shook my head vigorously, hugging Zero's arm and rubbing against it.

"No, I like Zero to talk about this, talk about yourself."

The long ending finally came to an end. In the end, the glimpse of Chieko and Naeko’s reunion at the Kyoto festival flashed past. Under the slender branches of red weeping cherry blossoms, the two sisters gradually turned into phantoms, leaving only the most beautiful and prosperous Kyoto.

It was already too late after dinner, and Ling sent me to the intersection, so I urged him to leave quickly, so as not to miss the last tram.

He kissed my hair nostalgic.

"Sorry, I won't be visiting grandma today."

"Tell me next time, come directly to the house." I was dazed by the movement of him lifting my hair, and his beautiful bony fingers were as soft as holding some treasure. "Grandmother said last time that you haven't been here for a long time."

I was afraid that he would insist on saying hello as soon as he heard this, and immediately pushed Ling out of the street.

"I'll talk about it next time we meet, hurry up and catch the tram now!"

Zero laughed, and gradually walked out of the block under my supervision.

I hummed a ditty and walked towards the house, when I bumped into a black shadow jumping out of the window of my house.

The room was dark, my mind exploded with a bang, all kinds of speculations flashed, but the fear made me surprisingly calm.

That figure looked tall and tall, with a faint outline of her chest. She didn't seem to expect to bump into me, and she froze on the roof by the window.

I took out the key and opened the side door, then went to pull the lights in the backyard.

She jumped back into the house to escape the light.

I took out the phone and dialed the number zero.

As soon as the bell rang, it was connected, and Zero's voice came with a smile.

"Are you home? You regretted it so soon, and you want me to go back and see you again."

I wasn't in the mood to talk poorly to him, so I took a deep breath and said.

"My house was broken into. She is still in the house now. The room is dark and the lights are not turned on. I don't know if grandma is in there."

"I'll go over now, don't go into the house, hurry up and knock on the neighbor's door." Zero told me decisively. "Knock more houses, especially neighbors with more men, and stay with them."

I backed out of the side door and started yelling as I walked over to the nearest neighbor's door and knocked on it.

"Uncle Kawamura! Brother Akagi! Are you here? Someone broke into my house."

Shouting so loudly, I ran to knock on the doors of other houses, and soon a bunch of people came out of the house one after another.

The one who came out the fastest was Akagi who was temporarily staying at the house of his relative Kawamura and was studying at Fukasawa Sports University. His burly figure gave me a great sense of security.

"Brother Akagi, my grandma seems to be still at home."

I led him into the room, Akagi guarded me cautiously and turned on the lights, exploring room by room.

At the entrance to the kitchen and dining room, Kichiko was lying on the ground, blood splattered everywhere.

"Grandma, grandma, what's wrong with you."

I ran over tremblingly and turned her body over. The right shoulder of the dark green kimono was obviously cut open by a sharp weapon, and there was a long cut from the top of the shoulder to the bottom of the collarbone.

I covered the wound that was still gushing blood with my hands, and Akagi called the emergency number to explain the situation.

Other neighbors who came surrounded the house, and several people began to explore the room from different directions.

"Huali, get out of the way first, let me deal with it."

Zero finally came too. He took the medicine kit from Akagi, tore off the gauze and medical tape and temporarily pressed to stop the bleeding.

"The location of this wound cannot be treated well with these tools. Have you called an emergency call?"

Akagi nodded to him, and Zero patted me on the shoulder slightly.

"Hua Li, cheer up, it's fine. Although the incision is long, it's very shallow, and it won't be life-threatening."

I managed to regain my senses and let go of my grip on my grandmother's clothes.

"Call the police. I will call the police now. When I came back just now, I saw a woman jumping out of the window of my room."

I yelled frantically in my heart who did it and who did it, and the anger of hatred licked me.

While dialing 110, I followed the investigators upstairs.

Zero trotted ahead of me.

As soon as he went upstairs, he met Uncle Kawamura approaching him.

He shook his head grimly at us.

"No one, we looked around Kubo's house as soon as we went out, and then I called a few people to surround him from upstairs and downstairs, and no one saw it."

There is neither a particularly secret place nor a secret room in the house. Can the figure I see clearly be magical?

I refused to believe this fact, and wanted to continue searching, but Akagi ran up and called me.

"Kubo, Grandma Kubo told you to go down, she wants to watch you."

Tears that were dried up by anger woke up after hearing these words.

I ran back to Tomoko and held her hand, and she tried hard to hold me back.

"It's okay, don't worry about me, Huali, grandma is fine."

She held my hand with her left hand, and even though the gauze was overflowing with blood, she insisted on raising her right hand to attack Zero.

Kachiko interrupted my exclamation telling her not to do this.

"Come here, Jianggu, come here."

Her slender arms pulled me tightly, and the skin where I was held by Xiang Zhizi turned white.

"Jianggu, take care of Huali, if... take good care of Huali."

"You're fine." I broke away from Zero's obedient hand on my shoulder as a promise, and begged Xiang Tomoko. "Don't talk, don't touch the wound, Zero said it's fine when he bandaged it just now."

The ambulance finally arrived, Rei took the quilt and put Katoko on it, and together with Akagi, assisted the medical staff to put her on the stretcher.

The ambulance can only accommodate one family member, and Xiang Zhizi has passed out due to blood loss, and she is still holding my hand tightly.

Before the back door of the ambulance closed, Zero placed his hand on the one I held with Kichiko, and the temperature soaked my cold fingers.

"I will definitely find the culprit, and grandma will be fine, trust me? Huali."

I gritted my teeth and nodded at him.

"Then don't cry."

Under the urging of the medical staff to remind me to drive, Zero let go of my hand.

Until he was no longer visible in the rear window, his figure stayed where it was when the door was closed.

The author has something to say: My friend was cut and injured because of a small conflict with her roommate. Yesterday her other roommates knocked on my door after ten o’clock yesterday. It is to ask her if she wants to fight for help.I took her to the local hospital yesterday and couldn’t treat it. She was transferred to the provincial hospital for more than four hours to stop the bleeding, but in the middle I asked the doctor what to do, but the bleeding couldn’t be stopped. There was so much blood.

Don't be competitive, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, and don't easily conflict with others

I really regret that I didn't persuade her to speak up and endure the calm for a while. It's the perpetrator's fault, yes, but the victim's injuries are not worth it. Please don't get excited when you have conflicts with others in the future. You don't know what you are facing. What can a person do? That person is still premeditated to commit a crime. I told the dormitory in advance. It's really not worth it for the sake of morale.