Feel

 I lived in Japan for 18 months. When I was leaving, a friend asked me: “What impressed you most in Japan?” I said, “It’s the hands of the Japanese.” During
  these 18 months, I was in Flower shops, porcelain shops, vegetable gardens… In all the places I’ve been, I can always see those hands working constantly, with quick agility, proper weight, and a good sense of size. I often think of them as resembling a flexible and delicate fish in the clear water of my home pond: they suddenly move up and down, move east and west, move flexibly, suddenly encounter a breeze, or suffer a fallen leaf Disturbed, flashed suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and disappeared in an instant; and you are wondering and empty, but they swim lightly to the water from another place.

  There is a small porcelain shop at Kichijoji Temple in Tokyo. I often go there. It was just a room with countless ceramics. I really admire the salespersons. Their hands are constantly sorting the items on the shelves, or removing a few cups, or adding a few new plates, and they only take one for a moment. If a customer wants to buy a cup, they can reach out and take one easily in the middle of the next cup; when the customer does not plan to buy after looking at it, they reach out and put it back firmly to the original one. position. Ceramic products are very delicate and easily broken, and the goods are so tightly arranged, it always makes people worry, but I have never seen a cup or a plate broken because they missed and fell on the ground. Japanese people who are looking for goods in a small space seem to have good body and hands. I’ve been to countless porcelain shops like this, and I’ve never seen anyone bump into objects.
  These hands keep flashing in front of your eyes, wrapping things as they should, wrapping things as they should, and making things as they should be, accurate, in place, neat and clean, and never slow And drag the mud. When you see these hands, a word will jump brightly in your heart: feel.
  If you go to gaze and taste those objects, such as furniture, stationery, snacks, and various crafts, you can see a pair of hands with good hands through the appearance of these things. They will also deliberately transfer their “feel” to your hand, making you feel that the thing held by your hand feels good. They bring comfort and coziness to your hands, so that you will indulge in this joy.
  When I used a camera in my hand, that kind of extra-comfortable feel could penetrate into my heart. Those just right dents avoid all the stiffness and rigidity of those brick-like shells, and a few fingers just fit in these dents. At this point, those fingers are like a lazy person to see a flexible bed, soft and warm quilt, your fingers will be like a few birds in spring, perched in the nest do not want to come out.