Write anything about your name.

I couldn't resist watching "Your Name" today; I don't know why I have no resistance to this kind of movie.

The plot is novel, the story is ordinary, but it still moved me. In fact, it can be summarized simply: this kind of life is getting further and further away from us, and we have already missed it and can never get it back.

I've always been an atheist and couldn't understand those who believed so deeply; I thought they were incredibly naive. Although I often ridiculed them, I suddenly realized how happy they were.

I used to think that the world was like my life, with everyone being pretty much the same. But as I went from high school to university, and from university to society, I realized how diverse society is. Everyone is living a different life and rarely intersecting with each other. The distance between people is actually infinite. It is almost impossible to understand the psychology and growth of a person or a type of person. It is probably quite good if you can understand a few types of people in your lifetime.

Given this, how can we be sure that a miracle didn't happen? Even if it did, no one would believe us anyway, and since no one would believe us, why bother telling us? It's none of anyone else's business anyway.

Getting a bit off-topic, let's get back to the main point. Why did I have this realization? I've become more willing to believe in these things because they make our lives richer and more interesting. For a person to live, anticipation for the future is a fundamental spiritual support; otherwise, dying today is no different from dying tomorrow.

Some things may simply have a low probability of happening, not that they won't happen. Modern technology is only a few hundred years old, far too short compared to the Earth and the universe; we haven't had enough time to capture and observe them. In other words, if these things exist, they will make us more persistent and less driven by unpleasant utilitarianism. The competition for fame and fortune will become increasingly frightening, dragging society and people into an increasingly exhausting vicious cycle.

Another thing that moved me was the group of friends in the story who were so dedicated to helping each other. It made me realize that I had been too serious in junior and senior high school, and that I had missed the age where I could wholeheartedly trust my friends and do things without considering the consequences. This feeling reminded me of my time with the soccer team. Those days are gone forever, but I have no regrets. It's just that I don't know when I'll be able to experience them again. After all, now I encounter more and more interests, and I need to consider other people's feelings more and more when I do things. It's better to be moderate than to make mistakes.

This story didn't involve a train explosion, but it still left me wanting more; perhaps I haven't escaped the bittersweet nostalgia for my adolescence.

PS:

I was planning to wait for the official release and buy it, but I heard that because domestic subtitle groups are releasing pirated copies, the official release has been cancelled. All I can say is, sigh, I'd better not say anything more.

I recently upgraded various websites to HTTPS. Although a few large sites are still not finished, it feels pretty good overall (it seems that China is a step behind).

Also, hellogwu recently surpassed 10 million visits, so we should celebrate and show off a bit. Actually, I've already drafted the article, but I haven't had time to finish writing it.

2016 is almost over. It's been a very difficult year, but I made timely adjustments at the end of the year. I have a lot of experience to share and will write a few summaries. I took a day off after next week to clear my head and then I'll start writing.