In several scenes, they were driving on the highway, and the colorful lights and shadows were flying outside the window, as if they were traveling through a time tunnel. The purpose is unknown, but the direction of progress is generally known. The soundtrack sounded at the right time, and a sense of modernity and traversal that caught people off guard, moved on with the torrent of time. I like these shots, I like the whole film, like opening the superiority of God's perspective.
I took a seat and remembered my relationship with my mother, and it seemed that there was also a point in time to start a new relationship. Those rebellious days of mine when she was overwhelmed, she touched my tattoo and thought it was beautiful, she found the cigarette in my pants pocket. Later, she was willing to tell me the story of her encounter with my father, share with me my uncle's quarrels and petty temper, and take the opportunity to spread dog food. Some popular Internet words popped out of her mouth inadvertently, and we discussed cooking together, and men occasionally discussed some indescribable topics. Hahahahaha. My mother said that she thinks we are really friends, but I still have a lot of little secrets. I believe she is too.
It is the first time to be a mother and a daughter for the first time. Everyone is new and inexperienced. Please help each other.
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