At the end of watching this movie, although the long melancholy was diluted by the relief at the end of the movie, I couldn't help but say "pity" for the dead child.
In fact, the mother had many opportunities to save her adopted son, but because of her stupidity and inability to understand her adopted son's mind, she became the culprit of indirectly killing her adopted son. This is a paradox of "maternal love": when a mother loves her child, she only has "action love" in the usual sense, not "heart love". The mother in the movie paid a heavy price for this. Surrounded by her childhood friends, she rediscovered another layer of "motherhood".
The old woman who was hit by a car and her deformed child complicates the suspense very well, when the blind little girl touches the heroine at the end of the movie and says, "This is Larry who grew up (that name seems That's how I read...)", I was also very moved. The road of understanding between adults and children is always tortuous, but as long as you are patient, careful and sincere, it is actually not that difficult.
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