On a cloudy afternoon, I watched this short film of less than three minutes over and over again in a small room in a foreign country. The first time, I didn't understand the opening part. Kiwi's clumsy appearance made the atmosphere very relaxed and humorous. Until the light and sad music like a music box sounded, my heart sank little by little, and finally my eyes were hazy with tears in the black screen at the end. Slow down. The second time, when kiwi jumped off the cliff, tears filled my eyes again, but it seemed that I could feel the gust of wind blowing through my body. The third time, as kiwi looked down at the woods it had nailed to the cliff, I felt the fear and powerlessness of death. For the fourth time, I can't bear to watch it again.
Once in a lifetime, once in a lifetime.
But is it worth it?
Reason tells me it's not worth it.
I do my best for my dream, even giving up my life, I agree. Because life is equivalent to a dream in a sense, without the thickness given by a dream, life itself is just a pale piece of paper. However, the premise of such action is to truly realize the dream, not to make an illusory illusion. If there was another kiwi B, it was also eager to fly, but it chose to spend its life building a flying plane, and finally died in an accident while experimenting with one. The choice of kiwi B is far less shocking than that of kiwi A. Maybe kiwi B will spend a lifetime in obscurity, maybe it has not researched anything, maybe it has not experienced the joy of flying in its life like thousands of ordinary kiwis. The tree nailed to the cliff left by kiwi A is still waiting for the next decisive kiwi to set off a few seconds of gorgeous fireworks with his life, while kiwi B only left behind a pile of cold machines that others can't understand. ,drawing. Ladies and gentlemen, would you like to take a look at the boring life of kiwi B, who has no tears at all?
But I am still moved by kiwi A over and over again.
Because the value of many things cannot be measured by reason.
At the moment when kiwi jumped, a spirit was also imprinted on the viewer's heart. That is a spirit that ordinary people lack and cannot possess or dare not possess. So we are moved, shocked, inspired. The value of spiritual inheritance is often beyond reason. Reckless outbursts can often more accurately hit that part of the viewer's heart that is numbed by common sense.
The existence of kiwi A and kiwi B cannot be separated. The real realization of a dream requires kiwi A's desire at no cost, and kiwi B's seemingly boring action.
If a person eats a vegetarian diet in order not to kill, will there be one more living creature in this world because of the vegetarian?
Maybe, maybe not, I don't know. This guy who doesn't want to kill has some similarities with kiwi A. They all follow their own ideas and do what they can do for the rest of their lives. But in fact, kiwi A did not really fly, and the living creatures saved by the vegetarian in this world also entered the mouths of other people. A bird, a person, is always small. But their spirit can be preserved because of their "feelings". The descendants of kiwi will still be eager to fly, some of them may still jump off the cliff without hesitation, and some may begin to devote themselves to researching other possible paths. Or maybe, after a long time, this desire to fly made kiwi evolve wings. Inspired by the vegetarian, some others may also become vegetarians, and some may use their own abilities to protect living things, such as making laws. Like holding an exhibition. With the efforts of everyone who has the same dream, the world will more or less get closer to the ideal world of the vegetarian.
Finally, standing at the watershed in my life at this moment, I clearly realize that having a dream that I am willing to fight for my whole life is a very beautiful thing in itself. No matter how you fight. So, as long as you don't live your life in a daze, just do what you want. There are very few people who can be satisfied at the last moment like kiwi.
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