Who doesn't love watching Revenge? Who doesn't like the pleasure of the rivers and lakes, hearty? Julia, she is not a goddess, angel, perfect. She is conceited, always with a little bit of hypocrisy and meanness, extramarital affairs. . . She is not an angel with white wings.
But angel sisters generally do not take revenge. They are either too forgiving or too patient and wise to watch those who deserve to be punished suffer the torment they deserve in years to come. They're right if they don't.
But when you see such an invincible limelight, when you are smooth and powerful, you can only reveal those true feelings. She is human, after all, a woman. That giggling giggle, flushed cheeks, grimace in the mirror, saying "what's mine is yours" to my little lover makes me feel so close to her.
Julia, just like another concubine. Whether it is good or evil, it is not to be loved, not to be afraid, and not to be hated. . . But can't forget. A more just person can't get away from her willingness to be convinced by her for her lauded destiny. Are we, are we also unintentionally projecting the self in our hearts?
Life is a good show, say comedy, where do those betrayals and exploits come from? When it comes to tragedy, the last person who raises his eyebrows and looks at it is dark and cool; when it comes to black humor, there is no shortage of tender moments, beautiful countryside and seaside; all kinds of love appear one after another, especially that son is brilliant. However, the final drinking and contemplation, and the change in the mouth between the eyebrows, probably still hinted at her rebirth and choice.
Seriously I would love to be Julia! :)
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