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If there is a person, if her father is a person who has been sentenced by justice and reviled by society, if the prosperous family she should inherit has been destroyed for twenty years, hundreds of relatives are in exile, and her mother remarries someone else, if she grows up, when others are still thinking about whether to like SHE or Jay Chou at the age of sixteen, she has graduated from an internationally renowned university as an honor student, and at the age of eighteen, when domestic parents are worried that they are going to use a lot of dollars to carry their children abroad to mix a diploma, She is already a well-known university tutor for teaching and educating people, at the age of twenty, how many boys and girls are in love while eating instant noodles, she is an associate professor, and when she goes to an international academic forum, she is recognized by people and politely greets.

No one gave her money, no one told her to remember her clothes when it was cold in winter, no one asked her what to eat and if she wanted to go home during the holidays

She didn't come from anyone, and she didn't live like anyone.

But she lived like this, and she lived like a plum sturgeon that many people could see, but couldn't see through.

How many people can still insult her with insulting words that lack a level of general vocabulary?

How many people can still be so proud that they are eating instant noodles with their feet and saying that they are at least a good citizen?

What exactly does it mean if a student knows her teacher's name

Can the rest of the students still not know?

Nowadays, the Internet is so fast that if you sneeze on one side of the world one second, he on the other side of the world can see your snot spraying on the screen

When an individual expresses his opinion on a person's one thing in various social networks, it is very unanimous to sue those netizens who are merciless and unsparing, and the person they are spraying is their teacher

There is always one thing in this world that is like that - they are not enthusiastic, they are not integrated into the group, but they are still shining, and they are so beautiful that many people's hearts are happy.

A young Chinese scholar of international renown published his first non-academic text on Twitter.

Here's what he said.

- Nine years ago, I was a year older than her, and I didn't understand her lecture in class, but after class, I mustered up the courage to block her way and asked her, "Teacher, can you help me solve my doubts?" She said, "As your teacher, can I still say I can't?"

At that time, I was thinking that as the youngest but charismatic teacher in the Ivy League, the only thing she could refuse us in this capacity was the pursuit of us ignorant students.

She always went in a hurry, and three years later, when I graduated, I happened to see her in an academic forum that I hadn't seen for a long time, and I wanted to show her that her students had achieved great things, and I also wanted to ask her if she had been okay all these years

In the end, she could only ask her why she was silent, tossing and turning, and refusing to land.

She said she had no feet, how could she land?

I still don't understand her, I'm a stupid student, I've always thought so

I didn't know why until yesterday.

It's not that she doesn't have feet, she just won't land.

If a bird flies through the sky, and Tagore sees her and remembers her, and many people forget her, where should it stay?

In Tagore's heart?

But how many Tagores are there in this world?

Is this a story?

It turns out that a scholar who has only studied the chemistry of radium, titanium and other substances can write a simple and handsome love letter.

A lot of people think so.

There is also an authoritative scientist abroad who wrote this on Twitter.

――I've only heard that genes can be inherited, but I don't know that crimes can be inherited, and the fairness of human justice is still limited to feudal sitting? (I'm quoting China)

Another scholar said so.

-- Shooting a swallow to death in advance with a slingshot because he was afraid that she would poop when it flew over her head was bound to be criticized, not to mention that it was not because of fear of the former, but simply from the supreme point of personal morality to criticize a citizen who had not committed a crime.

Another scholar says so.

-- When some people steal, rob, and kill because of poverty, they are forgiven, and those who do not forgive them are merciless.

In the same way, when a sinner's daughter is exposed to the public, and everyone says that her father is guilty, and thus she is guilty, will that be true?

So, what else is the point of judicial sentencing.

Of course, many people may say that her father has caused so many tragedies, shouldn't she be ashamed of her father and take responsibility for it?

Yes, this statement is very normal, but it depends on herself, can a group of people still have a knife in their hands and force her to apologize?

In the most just justice, there is always only one criterion - whoever commits a crime is responsible. (Well, I am writing this to express some of my views on judicial punishment and public opinion on the Internet, which may conflict with some people's three views, but I do think so)

Of course, these people with names and surnames in society all left the same sentence at the end.

-- In addition, we argue that Mei is a person who has contributed to the history of human research, and although she does not mention her own contributions, we cannot allow her to be treated unfairly.

These people's tweets were all published at the same time, and they caused a lot of repercussions in the social community.

The people who used to desperately insult on the Internet are now a little timid, not because they are uneasy, not because they are ashamed of Mei Zhicun, but because they are simply bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.

A dessert house owner, a woman, and someone from that background, should be scolded! You can scold!

But all of these people who are speaking now are in the upper echelons of society.

They are not celebrities, they are not rich, and if they are, there are many people who dare to refute them.

But they are not, they are people who should be respected in terms of knowledge and cultivation, and their existence can promote the progress of this social civilization and grasp the basic direction of human society.

When they say it, they already have seven or eight points of authority and credibility.

Because they all have a label on their bodies - Xueba!

Xueba is right when he says this topic.

Can a scumbag be wrong?

Mei Zhizhu is not a subject of academic hegemony, but it is related to the judiciary and public feelings, this topic is not small, and a few simple insulting words obviously do not have the ability to debate.

So here's the problem.

Is she just a dessert house owner?

Several students from prestigious international schools posted pictures on social networks.

Zhang Ling clicked on the picture and saw that in the wide building corridor in the European style, the wisteria in the yard was blooming very well, the white purple powder was beautiful, she leaned against the pillar, holding a thick book in her right hand, and pressed the page with her left hand, she looked at the wisteria outside, and she was fascinated At that time, she was very young, fifteen or sixteen years old, slender and thin, her eyebrows and eyes were not as beautiful as words, and she was also a little unusual melancholy.

There is also a picture of the world-famous library, with such a long and wide table, the cups on the table are transparent, the light green tea is already cold, the tea leaves are sinking to the bottom, and the books are stacked next to each other

The sunlight came in from the window, and she lay on the table, her fingers still holding the pen, and the shoulder-length strands of hair scattered on her shoulders, pressed against her cheeks, the skin on her fingers and cheeks was almost transparent, the undersides of her eyes were faintly blue, her brows were tightly locked, and a German paper had been written on the white paper pressed against her cheeks.

Apparently it was over before falling asleep.

And the screen of the notebook next to it is still lit, and there are one academic page after another open on it.

Books, notebooks, pen and paper.

And the light of dusk.

The time below the photo freezes in that year

She was 19 years old.

"Am I the only one who notices that there is no one in this library?"

"It's dusk, it's too late, let's go"

"Look at the date, it's Christmas, and the rest of us are on holiday."

"That is, she is alone"

Chinese people who study abroad can always celebrate Christmas as the Spring Festival, and there are many people who return to China for Christmas.

But she's alone.

"It's just Christmas, not the Spring Festival"

"Stupid! Christmas is all alone, let alone the Spring Festival"

So, this sentence is true.

Christmas is all alone, not to mention the Spring Festival.

Zhang Ling's tears fell as soon as she clicked.

And in the imperial capital, You Zixun drooled when he looked at a photo.

This photo is the most commented on the Internet.

But it's also the easiest.

It was a small room in the background of the lecture hall, the light was a little dim, the room was a little simple, the wooden chairs were crooked, she sat on a chair, the sitting posture was rare and not upright, but very lazy, leaning on the chair, the leg stretched directly to the outside The left leg was casually cocked on the right leg, one hand on the leg, the black windbreaker was very casually spread out on both sides, the white shirt collar inside was untied by her to the third, the V-neck was opened, the head was slightly tilted back, the palm covered half of the face, the white fingers were inserted into the long black hair that was somewhat trivial and scattered, and the face was sideways, Looking at the lens open, the white window, the dim black and white penetrating the room, it is a little blurry and quiet, and there are so many points of indifference and indifference

This photo was sent by a photographer many years ago, and it still has his words on it.

--I wanted to go to the conference room, but I opened the door and realized that I had made a mistake, but I didn't close the door at the time, but took such a picture with my phone, she saw me, I almost threw my phone away, but she didn't say anything, just closed her eyes and rested, I apologized, and then closed the door because of it, I later quit my job and became a photographer, but in my life, I always felt that this was the best photo I ever took, well, I think I've always been single, and it's because of her.

Is this a plum sturgeon? Such a gentle person also has such a lonely and dead side.

Day and night, she is a cat.

You Zixun thinks that it is not unreasonable for Lou Curtain to be tempted to become a dog, if she hadn't had an iceberg surnamed Ye in her heart, she might have fallen into the pit

It's no wonder that this group of men and women who are still in front of them have no temperament to change their attitudes

are all licking the screen.