雨中逆光拍摄，有点像默片。

简约的开场。

My name is Luka
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you
Yes I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
I think it's because I'm clumsy
I try not to talk too loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy
I try not to act too proud
They only hit until you cry
And after that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore
。Yes I think I'm okay
I walked into the door again
Well, if you ask that's what I'll say
And it's not your business anyway
I guess I'd like to be alone
With no

我回来了。

在春意渐浓的四月。

四月里充满了隐约的期待。

期待一树一树桃花的盛开，将四月装点成希望的色彩。

感谢命运赐予我不长不短的孤独。

孤独是盛开前跳动的粉色音符。

我想，这里不能荒芜，一如我的梦想不能荒芜。

偶然翻出以前的照片，原来时间已经悄悄走远。一切也开始变得清晰起来。

那些盛开着的粉色，那么骄傲，那么自信。哪怕只是一季，也开得有模有样的。

那时候还没有入秋，大概是八月中旬，去图书馆下错了站，在一个院落里发现了这片粉色。过了好久，才在众多的照片中拣选出来。

看到这张照片的时候就只想低下头自省。所谓成熟，或许就

如果等不到结果，至少我们可以享受过程。

如果连过程都欺骗了我们，那我们还有什么可以依靠的。

I like to tell stories. I tell them inside my head. I tell them after the mailman said 'Here is your mail'.'Here is your mail' he said.

I make a story for my life,for each step my brown shoe takes.

I am going to tell you a story about a girl who didn't want to belong.

I put it down on the paper and then the ghost does not ache so much. I write it down and Mango says goodbye sometimes. She does not hold me with both arms.She sets me free.

One day I will pack my bags of books and paper.One day I will say goodbye to Mango.I am too strong for her to keep me here forever.One day I will go away.

They will never know I have gone away to come back. For the ones I left behind. For the ones who can not out.

轻轻地读这些句子，仿佛某种暗示。悠远而又深邃。

喜欢看插画的小女孩的眼睛和头发。她的眼神里涌满着等待。等待离

I love you Tristan. Wherever you go, whatever you see. I'll be there with you.
My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears

And true plain hearts do in he faces rest

她是爱尔兰的公主

父亲是位野心家

他对一海之隔的英格兰虎视眈眈

为了他不可颠覆的王位

将她允诺给了他的一个能征善战的勇士

她连爱是什么滋味都还不知道的时候就成了别人的未婚妻

爱尔兰海对面让她觉得神秘而又充满希望

那里一定是比这更美丽的天地

直到有一天

爱尔兰海的波浪将他带到她身边

同时也为她开启了爱的旅程