Watching movies, thinking about why you watch movies, like movies, movies are another world, a world that we may not be able to touch in our whole life. Although we are not there, we can travel for a long time. Thoughts and senses soar to that forest, as if the wind really blows, the rain really falls, and even the chill is real. We have a little more ability to manipulate our own life than the protagonist of the movie, without those worries and entanglements, the emotions generated are clearer than the plot, annoyed, sad, moved, joyful, intoxicated, like the fairy Zixia left in the heart of the supreme treasure Tears, even if we ourselves forget, will always leave their imprints.
In the movie, after a little girl living in the mountains encounters a fox, she is deeply fascinated by her and spares no effort to find her.
"I will definitely find you, my little fox."
Suddenly, "It must be a special fate to become a family along the way." The voice floated in my mind. There are many foxes in the forest. It must be a special fate to be able to identify it as the fox we met for the first time. Or maybe I'm judging the girl's affection and talent. Foxes must be in each other's eyes just as people have beauty and ugliness in each other's eyes, and their shapes are different. Shouldn't the foxes in people's eyes see that they are unique?
However, I prefer to believe that it is fate, how beautiful.
But the forest, a symbiosis of charm and danger, has never been more complicated than beauty. For foxes, escaping the predation of natural enemies and the traps of human beings is their battle for survival. Life and death are a moment, even an inadvertent moment under the illusory coat of feasting.
The world of animals is simple, food, survival, hunting, no need to spend extra thoughts to love a person, guess a person, guard a person. Man and nature are not that simple. Do you want to support me? Even if you put yourself in a dangerous place, your life is not under your control. There is really no love worth your life and death to put your delicate and graceful neck on the guillotine, no matter how much the other end of the handle says he will love you.
The fox snuggled up next to the little girl, allowing her to be touched and playing with her from time to time, which was her greatest expression of love.
The little girl wins the trust of the fox, and after getting close to each other, she guides the little girl to see various scenery, rushing waterfalls, deep and cold caves and shining stalactites. "Your my eyes, show me the changing seasons", the little girl's world has grown bigger.
Love makes people brave. In order to save the fox besieged by the wolves, the little girl ran out calmly, looked at each other firmly, and then used the branches to drive away the wolves. The little girl here has made a textbook example. In the face of the wolves, you can only be braver than them, instead of running to avoid and pull.
Facing the attacking eagle, the eagle, which was bigger than the little girl's body, flew down to capture the eagle with the attitude of being the undisputed strongest to the fox.
She loves her, but your love is a bondage, like a collar made of silk scarves, her world has become smaller since then. True love is never possessive, you have to realize your differences before you can talk about love. She has her own home, which is the forest. How can we make him what you need in the name of love.
The little girl tied her silk scarf around the fox's neck as a collar, but the fox struggled desperately, bit the rope and ran away. The girl who thought she would never see a fox again met a fox at the door of her house, and took her to her house to visit, and then to her bedroom. In the enclosed space, the fox went crazy, and finally broke through the glass and got out of the window. He fell outside the house covered in blood.
Fortunately, this is not a tragic model of love told by death. When the little girl finally looked back, she saw the fox, but she knew that she had lost its trust, and she also understood that love is not possession. As repeated for thousands of years, love is equality, love is freedom, and love is respect.
"I can read, write, and do arithmetic. But I can't find my fox." When you fall in love, you may not meet the expected love, but it is wrong from the beginning of love, then it is not love. The little girl knows, and so do we. It's not too late.
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