When I chased the Missionaries of Four Seasons, it was midnight when I walked out of the building. Wan Lai was silent, with the sounds of insects and frogs in her ears. I am walking on the street alone, and I can see the stars in the sky without raising my head. Those stars were seen by our ancestors. After we died, our children and grandchildren (wrong, it should be your children and grandchildren. Because I have been lonely.) Maybe we will continue to look at them.
Then, I thought of God.
My grandmother is a very devout Christian, and she often followed her to church when she was young. She would wake up in the early morning to pray and go to church with a flashlight in the evening. Even once, she was not afraid of being blocked by a thief with a knife at home. Because the Lord is with her.
Even under such influence, my faith is not religious. And I, like all ordinary people, believe in money and power. Just like the guy who believes in the God of flesh.
Back to the topic.
The film is full of violent elements, and some fragments are extremely bloody and disgusting. Remove the suspense, actions and gimmicks commonly used in TV dramas, just analyze the story. A missionary wants to find God, a killer wants to be with his wife and daughter, and a God wants to destroy mankind. You can't tell who is truly piety.
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