My eyes got wet three times... The first time I sent my "partner" to the army to get on the car for a hug~ The second time I rode a bicycle alone to the "partner"'s grave to say goodbye~ The third time I met my "partner" in the ward with tears in eyes ~Love needs faith and is very powerful. The film passes through the little boy's immature body, and the unchanging sincerity runs through it. Don't let others pretend, as long as you believe it, maybe the expected result will quietly approach you. This is the meaning of the story to me.
Those who were forced in the turbulent times in the past pursued in despair; now the migrant workers in ordinary life are complaining in the mediocrity... Are they not getting enough? It's what you want to see!
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