What else is there to cherish?

I can't see it, I can't find it, and even if I do, it's just an emotional tug.

Nothing is real in this world, and I still have something to be attached to.

It's just that emotions make me dare not let go, there is nothing to think about, just kill.

It's to destroy the character, it's to destroy the life, and the twist in the brain is just a piece of shit.

If you can't throw it away, then keep throwing it away until you throw it away.

Nothing is more important than killing, those pinnacles of life, those careers, those money, are originally fear.

What am I panicking about?

It's like the panic before you go skydiving and you're going to go on a roller coaster.

Death, no matter how lively the environment is, it can't stop my killing, it's death, and there is no need to say anything else.

Hack the character, kill the character, destroy the world, and let it all explode and die.

Nothing remains, nothing remains.

He kept talking about death, but he still didn't die.

However, this situation will continue forever, and I will keep moving forward.

Perhaps, I will be trapped here for the rest of my life, and then I will continue to break but I will never be able to kill it.

It's all character attributes, and those surprises, those beauty, seem to be gradually becoming stinky.

What else is arrogant in the head?

It's all my character attributes, a good friend, a good colleague, a good husband, a good son, all of these are my settings.

Does it have anything to do with anyone else?

It's all a twist in the mind, and what reason is there not to kill, and what excuse is there to stop.

Mom is really stubborn, I've been there, die, kill Mom.

I don't need to say anything about the benefits of filial piety, and I don't want to listen to the distortions in my head and adopt all kinds of justifications, all of which are just artificial distortions.

Destroy my mother, erase my mother from my mind, completely erase it.

I don't want to think about anything for my mother, and I don't allow someone named Mom to pull me in my head.

Whether it is a soft policy or a rigid and arrogant policy, the existence of my mother is not allowed at all.

Discarding my mother is as casual and disgusting as discarding a rag.

Something that isn't real has to be killed, and it's not qualified to be presumptuous in my head.

What about my mother, what about that kind of hardship, are you begging for my pity?

Filial piety to my mother is just my role attribute, I just want to show that I am a filial son.

It's all, whether it's filial piety or not, it's all.

Destroy my mother, destroy these words, you don't need to continue to discuss, just kill your mother.

That kind of life must be filial, and that kind of mother should be filial to raise me with hard work, and so on, all of them must be destroyed.

It's just a pull, an emotional pull, a pull of character attributes, what kind of shit thing.

No matter how many people agree with me, no matter how many people oppose me, untrue is unreal, and it has nothing to do with the number of people.

And the normal and the crazy are a game of numbers.

I don't need to convince others, I don't need the approval of others to support me, these things will be killed and all will be destroyed.

Mom has to die, and she doesn't need to be reasonable.

I just talked too much about it, so I didn't kill it for a long time.

Killing my mother is as simple as that, it's so unreasonable.

I don't have the right to pretend to be real, and I don't have the right to control me.

There are so many beautiful words, but they only make me feel disgusting, even if I am being controlled by these twists, it is still disgusting.

Those twists will die, the characters will die, lives will be destroyed, and no one will win.

This battle is suicide, like the final end of an eraser, there is nothing left.

I want to destroy myself and the role of Yuan Changwen.

Mom's resistance may be strong, it may seem stubborn, but it will still die in the end.

Because it's not real, it's as simple as that.

The emotional tugging won't be as rampant as it used to be, and it's not as good as it once was.

I know it's emotions that pull at me, it's fear that makes me hold on to these falsehoods, is it still useful?

Or rather, when fear comes, I can understand that the character is about to break.

It is precisely because the character is about to be broken that the fear suddenly comes, and it wants me to hold on firmly to avoid the collapse of the character.

Maybe, it doesn't matter, anyway, these words are the same as the characters, they have to die.

The killing of so many chapters is all nonsense, and none of them are true.

"The pull of fear", this is just a theory, just a picture element to explain the picture element.

In fact, I can't even establish any causal relationship between the fear and the content of the fear.

I don't know, that's the answer.

It's all about the characters, and it's all about the role of Yuan Changwen.

I don't need to know what's real, I just need to know what's not real and throw it away.

Even though I already know the answer, alas, I still have to go through it from beginning to end and kill those who are not real.

The pull of emotions makes me take these untruths as real, and it is just a futile effort to fight emotions, and the key is to see the unreal.

There are more and more contradictions in the discourse, and fortunately, I don't need to deal with these contradictions, because I am not teaching my disciples, let alone persuading others of disputes.

My mother must die, die to pieces, and not quietly hide behind her back and use the Huairou policy to influence me.

I don't understand why my mother has such a terrible influence, it's obviously not real, it's just an artificial distortion, it's just fear of being there to drag out, what's there to be arrogant.

It's all "what I think" and then treat it as if it's a matter of course and not "I think".

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The existence of my mother itself is nonsense, even if it is the simplest "because my mother raised me with hard work, so I have to repay my mother". It's still just an artificial distortion.

It sounds good, it makes sense, and it's friendly and kind enough to express traditional Chinese virtues, but it's not true.

It's just that people imagine that this will be very good, "I am for everyone, everyone is for me", "I am filial to my mother, and my children will be filial to me in the future", "My mother works hard, so I want to reciprocate", isn't there fear behind this?

This is just the shaping of the times, just the result of years of brainwashing.

A simple question, why do I have to repay my mother when I raised me?

Whatever the answer, it's just a distortion of the artificiality.

Maybe it's for social stability, maybe it's for my old age, but it's still just an artificial distortion.

Unreal is unreal, there's nothing to argue about.

There is no God's rule, my mother has hard work, so I have to repay it.

Maybe it can be said that human nature, anyway, is to avoid admitting that "filial piety is just a human distortion".

And I, just want to talk about whether it's real or not, and what kind of thing is not real but pretends to be real and keeps me firmly in control, is there any choice but to destroy?

Entanglement, just a fake trick.

Mom has to be broken, she has to die, and as painful and incomprehensible as it is, unreal is unreal.

What a simple thing, but it was forced into a tug-of-war by emotional pulling. (https:)

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