Branches swaying outside the window, oblique sunset sprinkled on my desk. I have read nearly half of the book Love Life.

Another story attracted me: one day, a lumberjack went to the forest to cut wood, and he was pinned down by a fallen pine tree. The severe pain made him feel black at the moment and almost passed out. But he thought: I must stay awake, it is impossible to think of others in this empty forest! So, he began to try to cut down the tree with an axe, but after a while, the axe broke and he sawed the tree with a chainsaw, which didn't help. In despair, he began to saw his own leg. After simple dressing, he began to climb inch by inch, and finally he climbed home!

After reading this, I was deeply impressed by this spirit of never giving up logging. He is a person who cherishes and respects life, which naturally reminds me of the scene in the street-