First time reading my review written like this: I watched Stranger Things season 3 wit!
The second time I saw it, I had been a civil servant for two years. There was a child in the jurisdiction. Her parents were drug addicts. Her mother made her touch porcelain at the intersection every day. Going to the front of the car and pretending to fall, the Political and Legal Committee has been working with the street, but it is useless, we are adults, we only feel troublesome, feel that she has caused trouble to our work, and even when we are free, we talk about it and find it funny, she No relatives want to take her away, I don't know what she will be like when she grows up, the first time I saw her, I thought she was unlovable, a little dirty, I was afraid to run into her, kept my distance, polite smirk, I wanted to find her mother for a job, I squatted down to talk to her, she approached me a little, I involuntarily retreated, at that moment I saw deep fear in her eyes, probably the real fear was deep in the bone marrow , so it is not easy to detect, and I have never felt so strongly about my uselessness at that moment. It turns out that adults are really useless, and I also discovered my hypocrisy and shamelessness at that moment.
Is there a kid who can take her to beat that clown? Or is it just our professional and hypocritical kindness for her?
Perhaps, each of us grew up without defeating that clown, and it will continue to devour the soul, and we will float above this seemingly glorious but barren city after losing it.
I'm sorry, I'm useless, I can't do anything, I even feel troublesome, I'm shameless. But sorry, I don't know what to do, really really don't know how to beat fear.
Maybe freedom really is not without restraint, but without fear.
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