It's probably this super touching movie I saw ten years ago-Loyal Dog Eight Heroes. The story tells that one day, Professor Parker picked up a puppy on the road, took it home and named it Hachi. As the days passed, Hachi grew up, and the relationship between Professor Parker and Hachi became deeper and deeper. One day, however, Professor Parker died of illness in class. Never came home again. Professor Parker's wife, daughter and son-in-law buried Professor Parker with great sadness, but Hachi, who had no clue, still waited in front of the town station at five o'clock every evening, waiting and staring ... from summer to autumn, the leaves were green and yellow, waiting for ten years. Ten years is like a day, rain or shine, until the last death, still the same.

Hachi: A Dog's Tale brought us not only emotion, but also a dog's faith. A dog firmly believes that his master will not leave him, and sooner or later his master will go home and play games with himself as usual. The dog's inner world is very simple. The dog firmly believes that the trust between him and his master is deep and the agreement between him and his master is rock solid. Even though the dog knows that its owner may have died and left this world, it believes that its owner will come back, and it is still waiting for the day when it will die of old age.

Dogs are simple. Dogs are kind and lovely creatures. The novel Eight Dogs Loyalty brings us back to reflection. Maybe sometimes people can keep a simple heart, a loyal heart, without so many complicated emotions, but they just stick to a belief and stick to their own beliefs. . . I remember Zhang Ailing once said, "I want you to know that there is always someone waiting for you in this world. No matter when and where, you know there is always such a person." Perhaps the movie "loyal dogs and eight males" illustrates such a truth.