The Hapless Django and Sleeping Beauty

My mother is also a patient with Stockholm Syndrome in a sense. My father has given her a long-term brainwashing course as follows: Your parents are not good and the people who brought you up are not good (my mother and I were raised by my ancestors and lived with my family before his death). Your sisters are not good and your brother-in-law is not good. None of your colleagues and friends are good people. I am the only one in the world who is worthy of your trust, and your daughter is not good either. He accused me of being picky and looked down upon everyone around my mother. When my mother was in middle age and had a bad temper, I told her that menopause was normal. My father said that I was vicious, but my mother still cried when she believed it. For a long time in my adolescence, I suspected that I was mentally ill and that it was sinful to have a different outlook on life than my father, the most correct person in the universe. He was so scary when he was violent. In the summer of my fourth grade in elementary school, my legs were kicked with leather shoes and were covered with bruises and bruises. I wore long sleeves and trousers without a skirt all summer long. Now I just feel that it is too important to discover mental hereditary diseases before marriage. My mother has been completely kidnapped by my father for her whole life. I used to have a completely distrustful attitude towards relationships. People can say sweet words for you while doing things that hurt you. Fortunately, my husband tolerates me. He grew up in a normal family with a loving father, a loving mother, a filial brother, and friends. However, the thorns of the shadow from the previous growth process still pop up occasionally in the marriage. I am more sensitive, irritable and vulnerable than ordinary people. Sometimes I have nightmares, in which I vaguely remember being scolded, beaten, or wronged. When I wake up, my pillow is wet from crying.

The ancestors of the Indo-European language family were a group of people with romantic nature, rich imagination and poetry. They told the story for the first time when the prince met a beautiful woman while hunting in the forest (and later disowned her and her child), and how he peeped at the beautiful woman taking a bath and hid her clothes (the "swan girl" motif that exists all over the world). As for the cultural background of these stories, I think it's all about bride-robbing~

Thumbs up! After reading it, I felt that my three views were actually not yet sound, and had a tendency to become distorted. . . It doesn't work. I feel like I'm asking for advice on how to write this kind of text. . T T Does experience really matter?

This is the three correct views. . . . I won't tell you that I thought Snow White wanted to be with the dwarfs. . . . The prince is the villain who wants to steal Snow White. . . (Pick your nose~~~)

Hahaha, the last line is awesome! I am reminded of the opening line of Girls Revolution!

After watching the movie, I just wanted to poke Django to death. If freedom costs so much, I would rather die in the first place. Well, just like my life now.

Sharp. Courage.

It turns out Alexandre Dumas is black! Up posture.

Many fairy tales are very scary

Like, like, like! But since I'm a little young, I don't dare to look at it...