On one Saturday evening, my husband and I sew a film named <The story of honest dog named eight> together. (<忠犬八公的故事>, I am not sure the expression correct or not.) It’s so impressive. My eyes were full of tears, and my husband’s eyes became so blue. We both moved.

The love between the Goodman and the good dog is so great. The Goodman picks up the dog by a chance on one night and bring it back home. At the first beginning, the hostess does not like the dog, she let her husband throw it away or give it to others. The Goodman tries to give the dog to others, but fail as nobody wants to adopt it. So the Goodman and his wife keep it and let it have house. The Goodman and the dog always together day by day, the dog will accompany the Goodman to railway station and send him off to work in the morning, and wait for his back on front of the station in the evening day after day. But one day, the Goodman didn’t come back as he passed away during the work, the dog still keep on waiting for his back day by day, affectingly, the dog waits for the Goodman for more than 9 years, until it’s death…

I think it is really a good film.