Without me, the presence or absence of "I" is of course a matter of urgency. I am in harmony with the day, I am immersed in it, the day may be public, but the dream is secret. The dream in the evening, living a good life so life also smiles at you; the dream of the skin, you are touching the flawless skin; the dream in the distance, the mind jumps over the window and crosses the sea to give birth to two worlds that exist at the same time. Annie, the cleaner, never imagined that she would be awakened. Her life is a well-carved oil painting both in her own eyes and in the eyes of the audience. Problem parents, two well-behaved daughters, a trailer house, a big boy husband who warms his feet. Her days are happy, this is a kind of happiness in the midst of suffering. Every now and then, when the rain slides over the skin, or life isn't quite so real, it's this happiness that we're going to be watching, not the kind of shit that Annie's colleague is besieged by weight-loss ads. A fainting broke everything. Annie was diagnosed with a terminal illness. At this moment, she had only three months to live, and the infinite distance was approaching, and her dream surfaced from the secret place. Annie gave herself a list of ten things to achieve. It turned out that Annie's life was thrown into the world. She didn't have time to choose a happy family, or even to grow more dreams. Just because the concert was cold and crying, someone handed a warm T-shirt, and they loved and lived together. . Annie said I love the cold because it makes me feel alive. But the reality of feeling is the appearance of reality. What does director Cosette have to do to make Anne's days appear to us. Annie's disappearance is imminent, the center of this picture world is crumbling, and concern is the only reality of her and her life world. I care about my daughter, so I have to record their birthday wishes until the age of eighteen. I care about my father, so I have to ask my mother for my father's prison address. I care about my husband, so I think about finding a new wife for him. However, just as death needs to be faced alone, all concerns have the most fundamental concern, my concern. My concern is my concern for my life, and the days are wrapped up and I can't breathe, like the barber said, you know, a barber is stressful, people are always asking you to make them beautiful , but sometimes that's simply not possible. I can only see it by jumping out; and to see it, I must jump out. Change yourself, get your hair done and manicure, fall in love with another man. The focus of our audience's debate is here. On the last day of life, facing her husband who has always loved her, why did the heroine fall in love with another man. These are two different worlds now they are the same mirror, but let's not forget this
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