Compared to the pregnant Maria who was at a loss for the future but was not particularly afraid of it, every desperate look in Umberto's eyes was especially heart-wrenching. This decent and helpless old man hesitated time and time again, couldn't speak again, and couldn't help crying when the dog was picking up his hat. He was dependent on each other and didn't know how to live the rest of his life. He wanted to find someone for Frank. Good sustenance, but can’t rest assured—the dog next to him barked, and Frank, like a timid and docile child, hid behind Umberto with a little timidity. After all, he could not rest assured and wanted to send Frank to the child’s care, but People and dogs were rejected together. Finally, I want to die with Frank and lose Frank's trust. At the end, one person and one dog disappeared into the distance of the crowd laughing, worrying about their uncertain future. When Umberto left, he told Maria "There are a lot of jobs in Rome" and "Leave that Florence", with a dazed expression in his eyes, and more innocent Maria nodded and said okay, and looked forward to seeing each other frequently. And Umberto had already taken the decision to die at that time-they were all small people at the bottom, facing the unknown tragic fate with a blank expression. It's so sad. I used to think that I would never meet someone I particularly like in the future. It would be nice to live alone without getting married, but now I am very panicked, afraid of life and death, afraid of loneliness and death.
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