These colorful thick lines, on the black canvas, outline a dreamlike world. This world is called summer.
The name of this picture book is "There is a place called Summer".
In summer, the world is really like a dream. This is a forgetful city. Everything here comes from the forgotten things in the world. Those small houses pieced together into a big Rubik's cube are forgotten empty houses in the real world. There are all kinds of things hidden in those empty houses. There are keys, watches, pipes, clocks, furniture, electrical appliances and books. As long as it is in the real world, it will be here, because everything may be forgotten, even priceless. A forgotten world also needs people to take care of it. The person who takes care of the world is not a person, he is Dong. He will take care of all forgotten things, clean books, tell stories to birds' eggs, stimulate his tears with forgotten words, and then collect tears to feed the little ghost. He will also keep the forgotten toys in his dreams and scatter the forgotten pictures to the dreams sleeping in the abyss. In this book, dreams, fears and words are all tangible things, and they are all living things.
Day and night in summer city are different scenes. It's quiet during the day in summer; Summer at night is lively and noisy. Even houses will be separated from each other and dance in the air. During the day, the desert under the house will become the sea of Wang Yang, dreaming of living on the bottom of the sea.
He also found that people who are forgotten at the bottom of the well can see their original color in the mirror, but they are gray and transparent at the bottom of the well.
Blackbird took out the atomic bomb. The process of unplugging the atomic bomb is like that in Miyazaki Hayao's movie Spirited Away, when Hanazono Sakura bathed the river god, he found that he also had a barb on him. At the moment when she pulled out the barb, countless things were ejected from the wound, and so were asteroids.
In the summer city, the things ejected by the planets roll up into a storm and take everything away. Finally, even the people at the bottom of the well flew away with the snow after the storm. Then, Blackbird left, too. Only "I" was left to take over his job and become the new Lord. When I looked in the mirror, a blackbird appeared in front of the mirror, and another old man with a white beard appeared in the mirror. This is the end of the story. This is the story of a summer city, a story about forgetting, and a story full of mysteries. I can't help but feel lost when I close the book. I read it again from the beginning, hoping to find clues to the puzzle from the details. The first puzzle was obviously put forward by the author. When I finally looked in the mirror, he wrote a small egg: Who is Byakki Smoker?
I don't know. So, I went to Douban Book Review and found that some people said that the character image of the old blackbird was Einstein, and the character image of the new blackbird was the author's old appearance. Why Einstein? Although the old man with a big white beard does look a bit like Einstein, I can't find any other connection and always feel a little far-fetched. At this moment, I saw something flying out of an asteroid. The author emphasized a record of Guccini in big letters. Who's Guccini? I quickly searched Google and found an Italian singer and songwriter named Francesco Guccini. More interestingly, his profile also says that he is a writer and cartoonist.
Coincidentally, Massimiliano Frezzato, the author of There is a place called Summer, is also Italian. He is also a writer, cartoonist and graphic author of this picture book. He is twenty years younger than Guccini. So, is this freisa Toto paying tribute to his predecessors? Looking at their heads again, it seems that they can also match the images of old and new blackbirds in the mirror.
How interesting! Thinking of this, I suddenly realized that I wanted to solve the last puzzle of the book so badly that I had to work hard for it. Sadly, no matter how hard I try to find evidence, this answer will never appear. But even so, people are eager for puzzles, because the puzzles themselves are more attractive than the answers. The answer can only be refreshed for a while, but the puzzle can be pondered for a lifetime. However, I think that if, as I guess, freisa Toto is paying tribute to his predecessors, then many things have a reasonable explanation. For example, writers and painters, don't they just keep those memories and those forgotten in the world? They clearly record those forgotten things with words and pictures, save them in an imaginary world and let them live freely in it.
So, if Guccini is the master of one world, then Frezzato can be the successor of the same world.
Let's look back at the world. Obviously, the injured asteroid is our earth. If we interpret this story in a fable way, we can see that human beings always forget all kinds of important things, especially those that have touched people. When people forget more and more things, such as dreams, kindness, honesty and so on, war will come and the earth will be destroyed. When the earth comes to the forgotten city, nothing new will come to the forgotten city. But life will go round and round, and the earth will be reborn. Everything in the past will disappear in the storm. When the earth returns to its original position, new forgotten things will begin to fly back to the forgotten cities. Just, has the past really disappeared? Where did they go? Where did those people at the bottom of the well follow the snowflake? When they fly away, their bodies become colored again. Have they returned to the new earth? Where did the old blackbird fly? What does a snail that only swallows mean? There are snail dung like thorns, and flowers that come out of the dung and fly away like butterflies. What do they represent?
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This series of puzzling mysteries is really fascinating. There are some philosophies flashing in the mystery. No matter how beautiful things are in the world, they may be forgotten; Those fleeting words will make people cry; Not all birds and eggs like listening to stories, just as not all fears like watching horror movies; Dreams always fall in the middle of the night, waiting for dawn; Forgotten people are always lonely. ..... Holding this picture book, I can't help admiring that the world we live in is really charming. It is diverse, you will never see it in its true colors, and it is impossible for anyone to walk through every corner of the earth all his life. It has changed a thousand times, and even the invisible world is endless. Even the world woven by this picture book has no end, not to mention how many books there are in this world. Anyway, there is a city called Xia, waiting for you somewhere in the world.