I've never had a happy family life as long as I can remember, and it's no one's fault, and I don't want to look back here with tears in my eyes. This part of the content will be better on talk shows when I'm famous.
In Chinese, home is a rich noun. It refers to both the house in which it lives and the people who live in it. These people cling to each other, or suspect each other, in most cases, in order to carry the helpless life.
For me, home is more like describing a room, an empty room. The people inside, I can't think of, maybe some people who happened to meet squeezed in and filled the whole room.
I was so unfamiliar with the big family of 9 children in the movie that it was hard to fathom how terrifying it was. I have also heard very little about the power of the family in which it speaks. It's a movie after all, and I'm a cold-blooded bystander and perverted voyeur.
Home, after all, is generous and warm. Like a cotton quilt, it makes people feel at ease. Have it, I do not know how much happiness.
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