Actually, being inexperienced in life at this stage for me is not a matter of understanding or not, but a matter of willingness or not. Growing up to 19, one should have some responsibilities. According to those who have gone through it: you should throw away naive thoughts,磨掉稚嫩的性格 (grind down immature traits), and rein in a playful heart. Otherwise, if spoken aloud, it is fragile: if you don't change, you are still a flower in a greenhouse; can you survive without your parents? But ultimately, people have to live independently one day.
So, why not change?
I have been confused for a long time, and I am also looking for answers.
In my senior year of high school, I chased a girl — she was so beautiful that she made the heart flutter, like a character from a storybook one loves to read, elegant and refined.
But much experience has shown that whenever I think something so beautiful, I am utterly defeated.
The girl later said: 'You are a boy living in words.'
I said I knew. She asked: 'Then why don't you change? Is it that you don't understand, or that you are unwilling?'
After that, I got the hint. She didn't say it outright, but if I insisted, it would have been self-torture.
Life is not a fairy tale. Girls have experienced it, and boys like me, who have never had a first love, do everything foolishly.
There is nothing to blame — humans are like this: the more experienced, the less impulsive; the anxious are those who haven't been through much.
Many, many setbacks actually made me compliant. Of course, this wasn't solely because of relationships.
Pain will still cause pain.
Gradually, I understood that those who love words, love purity, love sincerity, are destined to be fragile. They must endure an incomprehensible loneliness, and must carefully mask themselves, and over time, often become odd people in the crowd.
Being simple and kind is actually not wrong. Some people will ridicule solitude as foolishness. Thinking about it, that is merely a form of self-mockery after having endured hardships.
Everyone grows up on time. Everyone harbors loneliness, whether maturing early or late. No one is a fool.
We all seek to redeem our own souls. This is the struggle we are born with. This is our life.
Grow up on time
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You can tell at a glance that you saved me. Hello, OP. Goodbye, OP.
How old are you!
Save me another puberty?
I don't want to grow up; after growing up, you will lose many things, such as red envelopes and innocence. The distance between reality and dreams is inevitably too cruel.
Talented!
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Fifth floor has good eyesight, haha
According to the appraisal, this guy probably didn't plagiarize. It seems this guy has some knowledge and is having a second bloom. Hahaha...
Ding
Writing is like a blade, and literary talent needs to be hidden. On the surface, it doesn't need to be delicate, and speech doesn't have to be ornate. But the blade is always there, always hidden... yet when you want to use it, it can instantly shine with sharpness... It is the coarse people who are the beginning of true talent. To play with words in the mundane is the ultimate realm!
So familiar… (Where have I seen this!?)
Hehe, the style is actually all the same, isn't it?
Is it profitable for the original poster to collect scrap?
→_→ Sigh…
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