I didn’t think too much when I finished watching the 13 years old. Except that the Americans are really old, I kept fast forward and fast forward to the end. Tracy was betrayed and misunderstood. After I went to sleep with Melanie exhausted, I was touched. I thought of my thirteen. I have such a bad friend when I am old and then throw away his school uniform. I want to have a boyfriend (even though I haven’t actually met). I am eager to cover my underdeveloped body with very little cloth like a bad friend, and passers-by are surprised. His eyes are all as ridiculous as appreciating the self-confidence of thirteen years old. Saying his age as 18 years old, learning to be indifferent, learning to swear, send all kinds of ambiguous or accept those nasty text messages. The desire to become more and more, feels In the end, I was dirty and hypocritical watching the last scene of the movie. Mother and son fell asleep, thinking that I finally felt guilty at the age of thirteen. I and my mother fell asleep like this. Fortunately, the thirteen-year-old I finally went away to face myself. Now I occasionally see a group of girls with youthful faces in the cold winter day, but insists on minus 10 degrees. In order to show thin legs, I secretly stuffed warm pants into my schoolbag. Although the days owed by the thirteen-year-old hand can never be erased in his life like a tattoo, but now with the sleeve of time, he can see nothing.
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