I've watched this film twice with my feet, but this film can't change the nature of my feet.
But maybe next time when I pick my feet again, I will remember the moment when I stop. Someone once translated the world with shit and farts, and explained the past, the present, and the future with the lower body.
At that time, reading comprehension may not be good, but at any rate, corresponding to real life, I did a good job of filling in the blanks, those straightforward satires; spoofs, like the products of children peeing and mud writing on the sand illustrate.
There is no simpler way to describe it, and whether you can read it or not, it is there and no one can turn a blind eye.
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