The hustle and bustle of the city has blurred the eyes; the faded memory has been burnt out. Opening the title page of memory, in those yellowed photos, some flashing memories, the blue civet cat, are still alive. Accompanied by familiar music, "Song of Doraemon" takes you and my thoughts back to childhood more than ten years ago. Ding Dong, Nobita, Fat Tiger, Xiaofu, Shizuka, Kanagawa, Japan in the 1970s, childhood memories are like a cup of strong coffee, warm to the heart, and memorable. The poems of the years flow slowly, but "Doraemon" is still in time. How much we yearn to live in the world of Tinkerbell, install bamboo dragonflies and fly across the vast sky; open any door and travel all over the country; take a time machine and roam the sea of time and space... However, it is not these novelties that fascinate everyone the most. Technology, but - eternal childhood.
Why does a film that does not have a novel plot and is only edited by comic clips cause a huge sensation and repercussions at home and abroad? Because of touching, because of nostalgia, because of innocence, and because of Doraemon Always Stands By Me.
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