Recently, I deliberately spent a few days again, and I took a closer look at the spring things.

I studied it carefully for a while, reading the thoughts of those people and the spiritual will expressed by the author.

The more I read, the more confused I became, because I noticed that there seemed to be something else between the lines.

Those words are nothing more than solitude and spiritual philosophy. But I thought that was wrong, so I read it again.

Then I noticed that there were still some black spots between the letters.

I was a little confused, and after many days of study, I finally understood what the ink dots meant between the lines.

The composition of those fine ink marks and ideas is nothing more than four big words, 'mutual understanding'.

In the book on spring things, the whole article is densely covered with four big characters of mutual understanding. Black ink dots almost squirted out of the book. Spray it in my face, spray it on my hands, spray it on my brain, shouting it like a general.

It doesn't matter if it's under the snow, whether it's Yukihama, whether it's better than Kiya, whether it's Shizune Hiratsuka, whether it's Hayato Hayato, or whatever the characters in that book are. There are only four words on them.

Mutual understanding.

The cause is mutual incomprehension, the process is mutual understanding, and the end is mutual understanding.

That's why I'm sure it's a Japanese work, and it's really a good thing.

If I used to dream of Cassio of the beautiful Mechi River, then what I hate now must be Hachiman Hikiya of that novel.

I don't understand the world of mutual understanding, as a Darwinist who believes in natural selection, all kinds of frost and natural competition free society, I want to say, people who understand, then die with their naïve ideas. Loneliness is never a word for the weak, compared to those who lick their wounds and huddle together to find excuses. From ancient times to the present, there is only one person in the world.

I can understand other people's thoughts and means, but I will crush your last hope without hesitation. There is only so much time and resources in this world, so instead of wasting it in the cycle, it is better to sacrifice a group of fools, right?

I still can't understand the Japanese way of thinking.

I apologize for the uneasiness of today.

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Since that weekend, a week has passed quickly. And we have come to the room under the snow, watching the silence under the snow lying on the hospital bed.

I believe that the people who are called strong in this world will definitely not be the kind of people who will cry when they are defeated.

No matter what happens, the truly strong will always take the nourishment they need from failure, constantly strengthen their bodies and consciousness, and bring themselves close to perfection. Take yourself and your team to the real top.

Failure is essential. This must be admitted. But there is no way to tolerate the fact that we do not admit defeat. No matter what, I can't forgive the fact that I don't admit defeat. A weak person is a weak person, and there is nothing to be ashamed of in admitting that you are weak. On the contrary, the spirit of Ah Q, who regards himself as a strong man, is truly worthy of shame.

Thinking that others can understand you, you put the reasons for your weakness on others. I don't study well because of how my family is, I don't get good grades because of how my teachers are, and I don't do well in life because of how my parents are. These are undoubtedly scum, all fools, all the wails of failures. Why do they never look for reasons in themselves? Why do you always blame others for failure? Why are there always countless excuses to disguise yourself?

My poor academic performance is due to my laziness in not attending classes. My life is bad because I can't make my own choices and is indecisive. So I'm going to correct these mistakes and make my life right again.

This is the attitude that a strong person should have, right?

Why do you have to fight for other people's opinions to change yourself?

Indeed, it is very difficult for a person to do great things. But you can still have supportive partners around you. You don't need to understand each other's thoughts, even if it's a subordinate relationship, it doesn't matter, as long as you move towards a goal and achieve it, then what can you do to become a tyrant? Is formalism really such an important thing?

Or is it a dictatorship that wants so-called democracy even if it starves to death, as many people say, and refuses to want prosperity? This mentality of not suffering from a small number but suffering from inequality can really be described as the root of the inferiority of all mankind. Confucius is truly the most holy teacher.

Compared with literary and artistic young people who pursue the process, I really pay more attention to what the result is.

So, I really want to be strong.

As long as I continue to work hard, recognize this weakness, embrace this weakness, and surpass this weakness in the end, I believe that my ability will also improve. And there is nothing happier in this world than self-improvement.

I think so.

Competition, rise, intensify. It doesn't matter what you understand, but it's even better if you don't understand yourself. There is no need for a spiritual harbor or anything, and if you really can't do it, you can go forward with God or a certain doctrine. Loneliness is not the worst enemy of man, on the contrary, loneliness is the highest appreciation of a person. Because there is no loneliness behind the strong, but sobbing.

It's just the cry of a child trying to find a friend.

When I found the same weakling, I rushed forward, claiming that I was lonely, claiming to be a lone ranger, and then praising this established idol loudly with the idea of 'finally someone can understand me, I am not alone'. I don't feel anything to be ashamed of in this way. I don't even feel how pale and incorrect my so-called loneliness is. They label loneliness just to find empathy and feel the warmth of a group of people.

What a hilarious scene. It's like seeing the fans of celebrities, seeing the ** of beautiful women, and seeing the miser of money, everyone's essence is the same. Why do you want to give yourself a lone ranger's mark for the new words, and proudly say that you understand each other with a certain character, which is closer?

I'm different from everyone else. ''I don't have any friends, I'm a lone ranger.'' ''I'm different from you, you have so many things, but I don't have anything.'' ''It doesn't matter to me what I'm charging or anything, I'm just lonely.'' ’

The person who can say these words triumphantly must be the ugliest person in this world.

It's just a secondary two disease that I thought I was cured.

The things I depict are hateful things, because I don't have those bright things in my head anymore. That's why the moment I saw Chiba Feng, I felt like a redemption, and I took that bright-faced little girl under my command.

But I made a mistake.

When I try to correct the trajectory of someone else's life, I have made a big mistake.

And I'm still trying to make up for that mistake. Hopefully that mistake won't come again.

So I don't plan other people's lives, and I don't intervene directly when I help others. I will only give them a few paths for them to choose. Arbitrarily and brutally inserting into the trajectory of other people's lives in order to criticize other people's personalities and actions in the name of helping is undoubtedly more cruel than swearing.

It's just asking for help, and in the final analysis, it's all about the efforts of others. If you ask for help and you get everything done in an orderly manner, and others don't make an effort, then the meaning of asking for help itself has been turned upside down.

So failure is inevitable. It's the same even if you ask for help and then fail.

Don't think you're going to be all right when you hand it over to someone else, little ghost.

Looking at the crystal-like girl on the sickbed, I took a deep breath.

"I think I'm going to teach that guy a little bit of a lesson...... Asking for help doesn't have to be a panacea, even if you ask for help, you have to do it yourself. It was necessary to teach the little girl a lesson. That guy named Sagami Minami had to make her realize what it meant to be cruel to reality. Otherwise, you can't continue to get carried away. ”

Since then, it's only been a week, and the members of the ministry have been tired to the point of one, and even a Buddha would be a little angry in this situation. So it's necessary to teach that Sagami a lesson from reality. in every sense of the word.

Glancing at Xue Xia Xue who was lying on the hospital bed with an ice towel on his forehead, I couldn't help but clench my fists.