When the water comes, I will wait for you in the water, and when the fire comes, I will wait for you in the ashes. ————Luofu Ba (はち), Hachiko, this is a name that has been registered by love. It means extending to the sky and then landing on the earth. [Perhaps the joy of your life] It is a dog. A puppy that was picked up by him. It seems to have nothing to do with it. Flashbacks, slow motions, long shots, natural pursuit of depth-of-field shots, all the usual techniques used in warm films. They were originally strangers and belonged to two different species. Their lives may not overlap. He happened to encounter it, it was homeless. It brings him home, he gives it warmth, and gives it a home. He loves it, so it waits for him. The story is too common and clichéd. It's just a lot of things. Only when you look back, you can see its cleanliness and beauty. I always want someone to wait for me somewhere, and you always want someone to wait for you somewhere. ——Jimi's "Photobook" This emotion can stagger over ten years so tenaciously, in a trance, clear and turbid, bit by bit through the farthest distance in the world. For a dog, the distance between life and death cannot be penetrated. It only believes that he will come. Its life is like flowing water, bit by bit on the bluestone platform of the station, passing by year after year. It waits. As a dog, it has its principles. Never give up. Regardless of birth, old age, sickness and death. It lay there for ten years, completely transformed into a kind of landscape. Life and death have a broad bond, said with Zicheng. Such stories are no more tragic than other stories, such as "Dolphin Bay." It's just, "Looking at each other in sorrow, suspected to be an old friend." He made it understand love. So it took ten years to stick to it for its whole life. The beauty in those memories has never faded away. [Who can tell a loneliness] Wall Street has a famous saying, "If you need friends, raise a dog. The outside world is a close fight." Since when, human love is as thin as autumn clouds; since when , This society has become abominable. I don't believe in love, I don't believe in waiting. I believe there are many people like me. I've seen some movies, some books, and the warmth of the world. I have always known that my heart is hardening bit by bit, and I am more and more dissatisfied with the world, often cynicism. Occasionally, I will write some warm words. But sometimes even words written in a clear state of mind are inevitably contaminated with glitz. I often feel lonely. Such loneliness is often not mine alone. is ours. It's of this generation. I often stay at home. I feel that I am safe, relaxed and warm. I watched Dolphin Bay, and I heard that some people killed dogs, and I cried very often, and I knew that I might never encounter such a tragedy. When I was a child, I raised goldfish, they died, and I cried very sadly. Later, my mother bought two little rabbits, and they died a few months later. I cried very sadly. Three cats were raised in the family one after another, and they were sent away one after another. I don't dare to keep pets anymore. In May 2009, I encountered the death of the first relative in my life. One month before my grandfather's death, my grandmother sent out the dog that had been raised in the family for 8 years. I'm afraid of dogs, I don't kiss him. Although every time I go to my grandfather's house, it will wag its tail at me. Later, I asked my mother: Why did you send it out when the dog was so old? The mother said that since grandpa became seriously ill, the dog has stopped eating or drinking. I don't know where that dog is now. I don't have the courage to ask again. I attended my grandfather's funeral. From the moment I took my grandfather's ashes with my own hands, I no longer feared death. I know that one day, I will also die. Together with someone I love deeply. Will bid farewell to this world. Some will go before me. For others, I can die first. You can throw the ashes into the pot closest to him. A flower came out. He can wait for me or not. He always knows that I am waiting for him there. Wait for him to go home. Never forget the one you love. This is what Hachiko taught me. That is a name registered by love. "This is a morning in early August. The sunshine in the southern United States is soothing and transparent, overflowing with a painful, ancient and peaceful happiness."-Zhang Xiaofeng
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