The film is over, and the last question stays in my mind and i just can not forget about it. The Son ask father, "Who are you?" ,and somehow i'm think about if someday my son ask me the same question and seriously i don't know how to answer it. Sure, whatever we are we still donn't know who are we. At leat me.
For some point of view, i'm also a easy addiction man. I'm so weak, i'm so freak, i'm so insignificant. Lying, hiding all the time behind some thing. May there i will get an end for tiering of lying and decide the face the crucial world even in front of this crutial question: 'who are you?"
I do not know when i will get tired about this question ,but i'm sure when my son try to ask me this, i will be honest.
who am i?
For some point of view, i'm also a easy addiction man. I'm so weak, i'm so freak, i'm so insignificant. Lying, hiding all the time behind some thing. May there i will get an end for tiering of lying and decide the face the crucial world even in front of this crutial question: 'who are you?"
I do not know when i will get tired about this question ,but i'm sure when my son try to ask me this, i will be honest.
who am i?
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