Before, I thought this movie was just about a group of rich second-generation idlers who suffered setbacks under the careful arrangement of their father, grew up and matured, and finally realized the true meaning of life and lived back to the rich second-generation life. I thought that the development of the plot was the result of a group of children working together under the same broken roof, and at the same time, the father's hard work would be more profound; I thought that the father would slowly feel guilty in the process of getting to know the child. It was a mistake, and in the end everyone burst into tears, shook hands and said joyously, and everyone was happy.
In the film, when Dad was tired of the children's complaints, he suddenly started a fire and threw something in his hand, and I suddenly shuddered. Suffice it to say that this unexpected outburst of anger in this rather bland and joyous film gave me an instant concentration.
I'm very afraid of men falling things, such a scene will make me panic, the panic is desperately trying to escape the scene.
The content of the anger is probably to say that I have been taking care of them as a father and mother for so long, why do I get all complaints. At last the children knew the truth, and he was the one to blame. On my birthday, I had a happy banquet at home, and no one thought of my father. On the contrary, the father will always remember his daughter's birthday, standing at the door with a bunch of flowers and begging for peace. (Forgive me for using the word pitiful, but I think it fits.) Then turned away lonely and ready to leave.
Are fathers all over the world so similar?
I complained that he didn't care enough about me, and he blamed me for not being considerate enough to him. I hate that a man throwing things is the shadow he casts on me. Because of this shadow I want to run away from him even more. I will also forget him on my birthday, but he will remember my every birthday clearly and clearly.
He is the one who pays the most, but does not get the corresponding return. Just like the father in the film, even if it is for the good of his children, it is difficult to be forgiven for cheating once. The more you do, the more you go wrong. How can there be such a reason in the world?
If I knew today, why was it in the first place?
Why not give more care in the process of growing up.
Why drop something.
Why the word love doesn't make sense.
Even so, they are still fathers. Even if they complain, absolutely no one will really blame them.
They deserve more, gratitude, giving back.
Don't know what I'm talking about,
anyway,
because he's a dad and I love him.
But I still hate this man.
As for this movie, it's just a light comedy.
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