theater, and when the vampire first appeared to suck blood, the strong man was also shocked. I cover my eyes from time to time lest the horror scenes irritate my heart. So when the little boy saw the vampire transforming for the first time, he calmly made me suspect that the plot was too problematic, after all, he was only 12 years old. Afterwards, he kept convincing himself that he was really not afraid because he knew that vampires would not hurt him. Thinking about it this way, I actually think this film's interpretation of love is too beautiful.
How many adults really know the people around them, how many adults doubt the people around them, how many adults feel that the people around them are strangers like passers-by, and how many adults are afraid of the people around them. Even if the other party just told a white lie, even if the other party just exceeded his expectations, even if the other party was just a trivial act.
Adult love is built on step-by-step understanding and recognition. And childhood love is built on first knowing. It's hard to tell which is true and which is false. But it can be said that childhood love is a perfect mess, so adults have to envy.
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