As soon as I entered the door of my elementary school, I saw a white stone statue, a boy holding a book, and a girl holding a garland. Both of them, in my opinion, were strabby.

Why do I say this? Because I often put it back to school or when I was in school, because of the eyes of the two of them, I couldn't look at myself, and the portraits on the wall next to me. A group of People's Liberation Army wearing military green hats raised the red flag high and chased forward. At the top, the big black title: If you fall behind, you will be beaten...

At that time, my young heart was a little intimidated!

Thinking about it, it seems that the words "go forward bravely and resist to the death" are written in the back.

It reminds me of a woman, with dark skin and black skin. The color of her pupils has become shiny from the initial dullness!

She is ugly, very ugly! She is black, but she is a little too full. When she walks, the excess flesh on her body will stagger. Of course, it is a bit exaggerated! One fat destroys everything, and one white covers a hundred ugly things! She takes up all the sadness of both!

She is very stupid, very stupid! She was born in a country that speaks English, but she can't speak a word of English. She will look so clumsy when doing anything. Her little sister is beautiful, smart, and she is her father's sweetheart. But she has become a little sad!

She was very weak, indeed. She fell in love with her sister's man, and couldn't get it, so she reluctantly married her, but she did not refuse. Her husband just treated her as a physical need. In addition, he spoke ill of him and looked coldly! However, she was silently enduring and hid in silence and cried.

If the story continues like this, and is always enduring and always in the dark, there is no need to listen to it anymore.

So, she was tortured by such endless painful life, and began to transform and resist!

In order to learn English, at home, while my husband went out to work, he put the spelled words on the corresponding daily necessities while cleaning, and spelled them all intently, once, twice... countless times. In his spare time, he went to the church to contact strangers, meet, know each other, and enrich his life.

In the end, she really transformed into a butterfly, and she was a brave butterfly. Faced with her husband's fierce rebuke, she bravely raised the cake-cutting knife she prepared at the party, forced her husband who had been surrendering, and scared him away. From then on, her life really began.

It seems that I watched this movie five years ago. The memory is a bit blurry, and I don’t know if there is any deviation in the plot. If so, I would not be too big! I originally wanted to find out this movie and then give up. Because every time I watch it, the feelings will not be the same. Moreover, I don’t want to deliberately do something so and do something, restore my initial and current feelings, and write down the traces left by my time.

Although, at that time, it was beyond the movies I watched in my age group, it was the most profound for me! I can't forget that, at the end, an unprecedented smile and unprecedented relaxation appeared on her face!

Not beautiful, not smart, not likable... So, is all the pain taken for granted for such a woman? Should the needs of shameless men be met, and then be ridiculed and beaten?

Even if she finally killed her husband, it would not be an exaggeration!
Chapter completed!