I have a poem, I think of a poem.
What a beautiful sentence, like a beautiful poem, from the mouth of a genius baby, from the inspiration of talent that ordinary people can't touch, let Lisa worship and treat her like a treasure, and let her go crazy and fall into the abyss.
I chose to watch this film because of Maggie Gyllenhaal, and I didn't expect to be completely struck by this last little genius sentence: What will happen to this little boy's poem? Where will these poetic talents that flow at will but dry up at any time? They have come, can they stay? Where do they end up? Forgive me for putting poetry in front of the baby, what will happen to this boy who has talent but doesn't know it, this small and fragile poetic soul, this boy who has both ingenious talent and a witty spirit in the world? Will you write poetry that is handed down or will you make a lot of money?
Lisa was stunned by the great talent of this five-year-old. Who told us that we are all so mediocre people, we still throw them into the pile of papers and can't find a single word of the owner, and we can't make them full of personality and personality. Spirituality cannot be that shining unique poem! She desperately needs this heaven-sent poetry, even if it's not hers, even if it's just a kindergarten child's, she wants to touch this heaven-sent gift that she has never had before, and think about it.
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