Growing up, I became lonely and lonely. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIn the Internet era, we are confused to follow the trend, frantically refreshing the circle of friends who are always interesting, and in every moment of life to the outside world, too few comments will make you feel extremely panicked, and too few likes are not enough to prove your true sense of existence. What do you get after this self-hype? an emptiness of the heart, or a loss that is hard to distinguish between the real and the fake?

Ten years later, I don't understand what it feels like to be lonely, and in my world, it's either crazy or hearty vigorous exercise. All the unhappiness comes from the ruthlessness of time, I look at the sun that is about to set on the mountain, and my heart is infinitely sad, why is the sun going home so soon! Look at now, laughing all day long holding electronic products, you come and go in the invisible space, but it brings endless gaps to people's hearts. Life fills each of us with anxiety, once busy, busy and has no time to think about what we really want.

The other day I received a brief message from a friend of the opposite sex. It only reads: Let's get married! What a brave confession, however, I just gently put down my phone after reading the message. It's an abusive phrase that I'd love to reply to and tell her not to play this wordplay when she's lonely. But think about it carefully, let's stop adding fuel to the fire and give others a face. I casually wrote, "Don't be impulsive, okay?" It seems to me that this friend I know is just trying to tell me about her existence with a funny joke, because my silence has made her lose her sense of existence, which is a kind of revenge!

Sometimes I watched my parents chatting and joking with their loved ones with their old and low-functioning mobile phones. I envy them, I envy them for their noble quality of getting out of the mud and not staining, the mobile phone, in their eyes, is a device used to contact relatives and friends, they are still really happy and sad. Speaking of which, Brother Hao told me one thing that made people laugh and cry. Brother Hao said that he usually chatted with a few cousins and cousins on the Internet, after all, they were all in Tiannanhaibei. Last year, the cousins all went back to their hometown, Brother Hao said that he was enthusiastic about his younger siblings, and he went to their house the next day when the younger siblings returned to their hometown, and he walked into the house where the younger siblings stayed with enthusiasm and earnest thoughts, what he didn't expect was that the younger siblings just raised their heads indifferently, smiled reluctantly, and called "brother". Then he lowered his head again and began to chat online. Brother Hao said that he was embarrassed, so he could only take out his mobile phone and chat with his younger siblings on the Internet. I listened to this passage told by Brother Hao, and I, as a listener, were extremely embarrassed.

The world has changed, but have feelings really changed? Maybe it has changed. The speed of information transmission has changed the original sincere feelings between us, and many feelings, we will not cherish them, but we will not have time to think seriously. We passed the time perfunctorily, but we couldn't settle the truth. The girl who sent me a confession message, I used to take it seriously, but when I was serious, she was ignoring and perfunctory. After thinking about it for a long time, I felt that I should stay away from her, and staying away from her is equivalent to staying away from the sea of suffering. I fell silent, just wandering in my own world, never entering her world again, probably because of this inexplicable silence and abandonment, she lost her sense of presence in front of me, and the message I received may be the product of her sense of existence.

Don't think of me when I'm lonely, I need real love, not a tool to pass the time. What I need is a world, not a universe.

Now full of all kinds of suspense, I am also confused, the same trend, and the same naïve. Over and over again, I am falling, I am being injured, and I am being deceived. But no matter what, a heart that pursues sincere friendship and pure love has not changed. Even if there is less trust, some vitality is lost. But when you are faced with such a person who has almost no scheming, you should not deliberately fool around, or take advantage of it. Over the years, I have sincerely thanked those who have been soft-hearted, who have kept me a hand, at least hurt me, and taught me to be strong and courageous. Or before hurting me, you hesitated, you moved, and you let me go. None of this kindness can be reciprocated in words.

Everyone wants to be treated with sincerity, just as I want you to love me sincerely. Can it be done?