The dog was pregnant and fell in front of the car, bleeding and moaning. The owner of the dog is not her, but she wants to be responsible.
Crowds, beautiful women, uncontrollable loneliness, nocturnal travel, and blood all have a red color.
The subsequent affairs are all verifications and foils.
The dog survived and gave birth to offspring at the beginning of the film; the survivor at the end of the film is a human.
Only alive is qualified to roll in the red dust. Thus, this bloody film is eloquent, full of the sound of blood rushing through the veins.
And innocent, she is the dazzling pinnacle of vitality.
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