更像一组画,故事性并不是很强,而它的底色却被陈麒雯铺染得那么绚烂,那么刺目。从开始到结束,持续地讲心情与季节,将一种虚的情景,用一种无限的“软”粘住你的想像……初冬,宿命的开端。天空像琥珀一样纯净,候鸟拍打着翅膀在空中盘旋,昨夜风拂花零,路旁高大的法国梧桐开始无声地 More like a group of paintings, the story is not very strong, and its background is so brilliantly stained by Chen Yiwen, so glaring. From the beginning to the end, continue to talk about mood and seasons, and use a virtual scene to stick to your imagination with an infinite “soft” ... early winter, the beginning of fate. The sky was as pure as amber. The migratory birds flapped their wings and hovered in the air. Last night, the sky was blossoming. The tall sycamore on the road began silently.