Hayao Miyazaki's films are always like fairy tales without real emotion, illusory and real, real but like living in a dream. The face of the monster is ugly, but the heart is kind. When I saw the end, when the boat came back, I once thought that the three little demons had come back, and I once thought that Taozi and Dad could meet again. There is no picture, but Heart felt it. Dad's words were passed on from above, just like his simple style, the picture freezes and tears have fallen. It's a dream but not a dream, it's real and beautiful
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