This is the story of a brave man. A man vows to unify his mind and body, and no longer pretend to be himself in the eyes of others. This is a small fish that swims upstream, silently enduring all the waves, rocks, and even collisions from its own kind. It weeps, struggles, hides tremblingly, and moves inch by inch with difficulty, like a mermaid coming ashore, every step it takes is like a knife twisted. Because he knew that if he didn't move forward, there would be an abyss that could engulf his entire life behind him, and he would indulge in it for eternity. It looks beautiful, but it's so twisted that you can't see the blood.
That child, like the last level that fell from the sky. He couldn't abandon it, but for him who was eager to make a clean break with the past, this was the last bond. And it was this bond that made him connect with the broken past once again. It also made this young soul, who longed for warmth, who had tasted all the pain prematurely, find support.
What a heartwarming film this is. More touching than all slogans, more than all complaints. He tells you that all the freaks, perverts, abnormal guys you talk about are just a bunch of simple people whose only thing they want to do is be themselves. No matter how much a person listens to society, there will always be something to be fixed by society, adapting you to its rules, allowing you to erase your edge. How many times you want to say no, but you end up lying at its feet and bowing your head, how many times you are unwilling, as everyone should do this, this kind of comfort, swallow it in your stomach.
Gradually, are you unable to distinguish your appearance, are you afraid that you are different from others, even if you wear a hat of a certain color, you have to hesitate for a long time? But you are even content with this kind of suffocation, and then you start to press your child's head unconsciously, just to make them "less detours". Why resist, why be covered in wounds? My darling, you were born to be a slave to the world, kneel down...
But there are some people who hold the steel knife of fate, let blood drip, and refuse to change a little bit of themselves. You were burned to the heart of the wildfire in an instant.
This movie is such a forbidding wildfire. Just a small privacy change. But it is full of the most rare and precious human nature. And that face full of sweat and powder, vicissitudes of life, will always be etched in my heart. The world is difficult, but it does not lose its authenticity and its true meaning.
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