Anna, has the same name as me, but a completely different personality. She has a strong profile, decisive, crisp and slightly neurotic. My heart longs for attention, I can strip naked in a taxi, and I can run naked and laugh excitedly in the stairwell. On the surface, she is indifferent and ruthless. What you can see is her head held high all the time: crying and making a fuss about his compromise and showing love, being picky about the gifts she brings, and sometimes threatening to leave her lover with round almond eyes .
Such a woman exudes a mysterious and charming charm that even I can't resist. Slightly neurotic and full of talent and temperament. Compared to her, I may be the most insipid as water, unable to make any waves, restrained, and unable to even cry. Personality is the most ordinary gentle, soft-spoken. There is no characteristic, there is no favorite thing, even the person who loves the most tries his best to restrain himself from letting him find out: too much liking always burdens the other party, or is tired of the other party trying to push it away. If you don't like something, you can't pursue it to the extreme. Even my favorite singing is inferior to some people.
Most soft-spoken people get along with me, and I'm not sure I'm attractive enough to those around me. You say that I lack self-confidence and have low self-esteem, no, maybe I'm poor compared to many people, I can't do many things, but I never feel inferior, even if they wear gorgeous clothes and carry expensive bags and what am I? Neither. I feel like this is who I am, and when those things are given to me, I feel uncomfortable. Of course, I also want to improve and become better, but I will never feel inferior.
Obviously he was talking about the movie, but it came back to himself. Anna is still a character in the movie after all, in fact, the moment she opened the door, I knew it was her father, looking at their green pupils. But when I started to brush my clothes, I gave up my mind. The daddy at the end of her call left me dumbfounded.
The three stories are strung together, like a dream and a reality, and I love the transformation of the three women in the running at the end. Watch me, the last sentence of the boy and the child, is still in the air. It is Anna's final declaration. Her face is full of tears, and she is determined and resentful to do something irreversible.
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