The Internet has created a public trial without doors, and anonymity has become the safest shield for evildoers. The world has always been too lazy to delve into the root cause. Others throw out a cut-off fragment or a baseless speculation. Every word they say and every word they defend will be infinitely amplified and misinterpreted. Everyone will swarm forward and raise their fingertips without thinking. They will stab whoever the public opinion points to. No one is willing to wait patiently for the truth to come out. Everyone is busy playing justice in the comment area. The strangers behind the keyboard don't know each other, but they have a tacit understanding to pile up the maliciousness and intensify it. When the tide comes, thousands of people add fuel to the flames, but when the tide goes out, no one is willing to apologize for the mess. Public opinion is like duckweed that falls with the wind, and people's hearts are like a wasteland that can quickly become cold. The Internet amplifies the most indifferent herd in human nature. They follow wherever the wind of public opinion blows, and they are everywhere from now on.
Ningxia is free and beautiful, and she is the most dazzling existence no matter where she is. At the age of 16, she was arrogant, but at the age of 18, she was coerced by public opinion and forced to live in a small county. She is still dazzling, but her edges have been smoothed, and she has become the most ordinary person. Is she willing? Should she be willing?
Statements are the most wanton weeds that cannot be blown down by the wind or drowned by the rain. At the age of 11, he was trapped in this situation. The gossip in the small county forced him to survive in the cracks. People despised him and hated him. Later, he understood that using violence to fight violence was the best way to silence their mouths and behavior. He would beat anyone who couldn't stand him until they submitted.
Intention: The false carnival piled up on the keyboard is fleeting, and the secular prejudice will never stop. Fortunately, there are people who are willing to cover your ears, accompany you through the long cold winter, and finally live out the shackles of self-carnival.