What's the best thing to talk about today? After all, it's the second article. At the beginning of these 20s. Let's talk about the story of the post-90s.

The recent Internet is very unfriendly to the post-90s, because people born in the 90s will be 30 years old. I don't know when it seems to have become an intolerable thing to step into the threshold of thirty. Some lamented the unfairness of the world, but they were also secretly glad that they were post-95, and they could still sit in the dormitory of the school and enjoy the lowest prices in the magic capital.

When there are mixed reviews, there will always be pseudo-scholars or emotional experts who think of themselves as high-minded. A group of people who have entered their thirties have become panicked, the prayers of the WeChat circle of friends, and the rendering of public marketing accounts make people lose themselves, and the power of words makes readers go back and forth in the emotions of thirty and thirty, and they are at a loss. Is it a big taboo? Not really. It's just that people are unwilling to reach a certain age but have no achievements. But he is unwilling to work hard, and the beautiful name is called - health preservation, Buddhism.

The post-90s generation has achieved freedom of games, snacks, and perhaps financial freedom, but the generation of only children has made the world rumored. Fragile, sensitive, and headstrong labels came flooding in. Fear, upset, confirmation, acquiescence, acquiescence, commitment.

"How happy you are."

"Hmm."

"Cherish it."

"Hmm."

"You deserve ...... by doing this"

"Hmm."

I'm sorry, I can't go back. That era of personal freedom. Those years of getting by.

"You can be the flower of the motherland."

"Well, that's right."

"The future depends on you."

"yes, okay."

"You guys, you can get money in front of the computer by crackling."

"Well, it's a mess."

I don't know if other people's money is scarce, but at least, I don't. Instead, I developed a disgust with computers. I am anxious all day long, but my back hurts, and sometimes, I wonder what the purpose of my graduate school is, but after a while, I will devote myself to academics, do it, when you are confused, just rush without hesitation. Sour eyes, tired shoulders.

"Huh? You young people, there are so many problems at such a young age. ”

"Well, I'm sorry."

"Alas, you have to know that health is for yourself."

"Well, thank you."

Where else can you push the conversation forward? So the gags and gibberish were all happy. That's nice.

Post-90s?

Well, yes.

The post-90s generation who are still on campus will fantasize about entering the life of the workplace, vigorous and methodical.

The post-90s generation who enter the workplace will miss the happiness of the young campus, lazy and wanton, and not afraid to move forward.

I'm on campus.

A light rain was pouring down. The new umbrella was broken and the stand was crumbling.

I love to observe passers-by.

The cafeteria in Laba is a little deserted, and the students are in a hurry and slightly anxious, which is the norm for the end of the semester. In fact, I didn't go to the cafeteria, and what I bought was just the instant eight-treasure porridge in the snack street, people were so anxious, and so was I, I read a lot of poisonous chicken soup on the Internet, people in their twenties and thirties should be brave. But I insisted on going my own way, slowing down, the uncle at the commissary was as gentle as ever, I couldn't help it, and said "Happy Laba". He was a little excited, and I saw him hesitate for a moment, pause his hands, and finally say happy. Authentic and simple. In fact, the post-90s generation is not so indifferent, is it??

When I returned, I opened the book and enjoyed the afternoon.