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Love walks hand in hand with freedom, youth accompanies loneliness. Youth without love is incomplete, and true freedom is inseparable from loneliness.
Growing up is a kind of pain, and maturity is a kind of happiness. Guo Jingming wrote: This is an era where ideals have cooled, a time when dreams shine, a small era.
Deep feelings are a burden I can’t bear, and love words are just lies that occasionally come true. There is nothing wrong with loving someone, but don’t talk about deep love and true love so easily. Love stems from loneliness, solitude, and physiological needs. Most of our loves are shallow and light, accompanying us throughout our lives.
Often, we like a certain type of person, but we just happen to meet and confess to one of them without being rejected. Thus, we develop a good impression and then the desire to be together.
This is an era where true love is scarce, an era where ideals are despised, a time where the more you seek happiness, the lonelier you become. The love of those born in the 1980s is like “The Girl We Chased in Those Years,” and the love of those born in the 1990s is like “Tiny Times,” both seem to lack perfect endings.
As they say: fairy tales are all lies. Youth is so bleak; when love is within reach, you are anxious and hesitant, and when love becomes estranged, you think it was once love.
Love and ideals always run counter to each other, youth and career always get stranded for no reason. So how can we have the best of both worlds?
Once, a boy (Qing) and a girl (Ya) met online and invited each other to join the worldly life together. They met in an online game, gaining experience by killing monsters together, admiring the virtual scenery together, casually observing the grievances of the martial world together, and confiding in each other their innermost thoughts and troubles.
The internet was fairly advanced, so they would occasionally use voice chat and video chat. Gradually, Qing found himself falling in love with Ya; there weren’t many girls in the game, let alone such a professional and dedicated player.
In 20xx, Qing came to Hangzhou to work, carrying the days and nights of waiting for Ya. Ya was also considerate, occasionally playing with Qing until three in the morning. In the game, whenever Ya had any requests or needed any equipment, Qing would not refuse.
Two months passed, Qing became a supervisor at an entertainment venue, but there was no news of Ya coming over. One night in April, Ya left a message on QQ: “Brother Qing, either you come to Huangshan to pick me up, or I won’t come for now.” Qing thought: I’ll call her and ask.
Unexpectedly, the next day, he called dozens of times but no one answered. When someone finally did, a weak voice asked: “Who are you?” Later, Ya stopped contacting Qing on QQ as well, seemingly disappearing from the world.
Qing thought: maybe she needs some time to think calmly, I’ll wait for her a bit longer. Until one day, Qing couldn’t reach Ya anymore, and his QQ friend was blocked. You might think that this year-long online romance had come to an end. The later intermittent contact and disputes also ended with Ya’s refusal to meet.
There are too many emotions in this world that we cannot grasp. The worldly life is shallow, only within the scope where your gaze can gather, only within the realm where you can still contact each other. What if there is no love? As long as you have given deep feelings, that’s enough.
The greatest success for a person is not fame and fortune, but treating everyone around you without regret. Love shallowly, hide deeply, and hold no resentment. Life is tough, so we should walk together hand in hand. When fate is over, let it go, the green hills and waters remain.
Yesterday, I looked at the flowers on the branches, as if leaving the spring’s intention for the next year. When fate comes, we gather; when it fades, we part, leaving a deep feeling in the bustling world.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
