I don't have any love and passion for a series of long-lived serials and distinct personal styles such as the Marvel series, the DC series, Jurassic, Sherlock, The Big Bang Theory, One Piece, and Hayao Miyazaki's anime.

It's a pity that I didn't grow up with any of the series, and the reason why I regret it is because I feel that there is a wonderful sense of belonging in the company of such works, which is very beneficial to the creation and cultivation of human character. At this age, it's hard to get in touch with the world you want, it's hard to accept new knowledge, it's hard to be part of a new system.

The two boys I like, with the month I was born as a boundary. One was in November of the previous year, and the other was in November of the same year as me. The same old age, the same ambition, the same very different view of the world. One makes me feel that loving the world is an instinct, and the other makes me feel that loving myself should also be an instinct. If a person doesn't receive an invitation to become a Jedi when he is a child, doesn't get a notice from Hogwarts, doesn't get a Doraemon at a young age, maybe there are other missions and dreams waiting for him in the world. One of the girls I liked was very talented in drawing and music. Her world is fascinating. I used to think that if I had different feelings for them, in order to maintain this relationship, I should keep a close enough distance from them to be able to maintain a stable enough relationship. The amazing thing is that I don't have this connection with them, and I still have this feeling.

I didn't really have much interest in people, because I thought they were quite interesting. I went to the stuff they liked, and I found out that I didn't like what they liked because I liked them. The more I touched, the more pronounced the edges of my own world contours became, and the more personal style stood out. The most striking thing is that I can't write about the affection I've seen, because I don't have any. I have more affection for things than for people. As good as they are, I still just think that the highest thing I can say about people is that they are funny, and there is really no other definition or understanding.

It's sad and unfortunate. I have to admit that I am full of curiosity about people and not the "love" I want to have.

There is no complete empathy and understanding between people. It is already rare for ideas to reach a 50 or 60 percent fit. Xia Chen cherishes the possibility of this fit, and at the same time regrets the act of forcibly understanding. The feelings and experiences that the same song brings to different people are completely different. Xia Chen thinks that her feelings can be conveyed as they are through words, music or pictures, and she is happy to share and convey all the mediums that she believes contain her emotions. In fact, this kind of medium has a new definition in terms of mood and connotation.

Although He Ze said that it is a kind of happiness to be able to see the world through the eyes of a child all the time. Being in the adult world, but retaining the perspective of a child, Xia Chen is sure that this is a tragedy. In fact, when does the child retain the mind of the appropriate age? When the child begins to think, the child is being shaped, imported, and nurtured. Children are developing according to the wishes of adults before they have the ability to think actively, and after they have the ability to think actively, they begin to be at a loss, they must cite existing statements, find descriptions that already exist, and even define the genre and direction they belong to, and find a group that makes them feel at ease. Consciously defined, divided, and fixed.

Can't achieve the understanding you want to achieve, can't have the knowledge reserves that match what you think, easily change your thoughts that can't be reasonably expressed under the influence of the environment, and avoid seeing it because the reality is too cruel, the mixed product of these is Xia Chen. Creation and life were originally separated, but Xia Chen jumped into the whirlpool of creation regardless of it, and became deeper and deeper.

Xia Chen: "I can't think at all when I'm busy. I can't think for a fixed short time, and if I have to think of something different, it's better to let me die. ”

Yin Feng: "Everyone's pace is different. If you can't keep up with the pace of others, you can walk slowly on your own. Not being affected by the pace of the person you care about is really a wish that can only be realized by continuous practice.

Xia Chen: "There are so many differences between the two sides in the process of understanding and communication, and I always look away from it. Maybe my solution to the problem is just to put the problem. "Be brave and honest. See the problem itself, no longer shy away. Xia Chen knows it all.

Xia Chen can face problems, but she can't skip her paranoid nature, and always pushes the problem in the direction of impossible solutions when she takes over the problem. Knowing that there is a mutually beneficial and win-win solution to this matter, a reasonable solution, and a decent and polite solution. Among countless possibilities, she resolutely chose the solution she liked countless times. There is a mature Gu Qian Wang in the immature mind, but there is no mature way to deal with it. I can only torture myself repeatedly. When Xia Chen was talking to Yin Feng, he always had to avoid her eyes, for fear that he would fall too deep. When watching Yin Feng dance in the mirror, Xia Chen always wondered why there were such different creations, such waists, waving arms, and deer-like eyes in the forest, Yin Feng's existence made her believe that the statement "Mei Gu Tiancheng" really existed. Especially Yin Feng's gentle eyes like water waves. But I don't know why every time I see Yin Feng's eyes, Xia Chen's heart will stir up ripples. Yin Feng: "You look at me, when you can not avoid my eyes, it can be regarded as progress." ”

Xia Chen turned to Yin Feng, and Yin Feng smiled softly, "Alas, no, I can't stand it anymore." Take your laugh back, you're going to die. Take it back. Xia Chen covered his eyes while waving his hand.

Xia Chen's head shook so much that he was about to burst into tears. In the end, it was just a dizzy skull and red eyes. Xia Wu: "You've been like this since you were a child, stupid enough." Xia Wu continued: "My sister who has a good game likes your pendant, and if you wave your hand, you will throw the pendant on the ground, and you have to break it in half to send her." My friend didn't do well in the exam, and you cried tears for her. I keep saying that you have to withdraw at the right time, because I know that you are too good at persuading yourself and too willing to give, and the problem is that you take out so much heart that others can't repay it, and that's the burden. Not only is it a burden to you, but also to the other person. ”

"I can't do it. Xia Chen's voice was already hoarse.

"Keep a proper distance between people. Neither proximity nor distancing is appropriate. But whatever the case, keep your distance. When you want to put your heart in someone else's eyes, have you ever thought that this person is allergic to the heart?"