
I Love You, But I Have Grown Old
我爱你,可我已老去
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- 29k Words
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- Danmei (BL)
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- Modern Era
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- 13y ago
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My eyes are not filled with tears, but there is a touch of sadness in my heart I never easily judge the protagonist's actions, let alone discuss them, because I understand that everyone has their own path to take, and the path chosen by others. If you are not really in that situation, you can't understand it, and you won't understand his approach. It's really sad, but realistic. They are equally proud and brave. In that era when they became aliens, they were able to hold each other's hand and walk into the sunset with contemptuous eyes. Although they were full of thorns, they were still lucky. They have no regrets and will not regret it. Maybe I am young and ignorant, and have not experienced the wind and waves. Although I am full of emotions and will never give up, I never understand why this kind of love comes. Doesn't it always end well? Just like they clearly know that most of the reality is unsatisfactory, but they are still escaping from reality and deceiving themselves in the beauty; just like them, giving up everything just for the unknown future; just like the ancients said, 'How can you know the happiness of a fish if you are not a fish'.
There are so many measurement standards in reality, and you cannot meet them one by one. How beautiful life is in imagination, but how cruel reality is. You are just looking forward to meeting someone who falls in love with you in your living environment, whether he is a man or a woman, no matter how good or bad he is, whether he looks like a match or not. We always hope to receive the blessings of our relatives and friends, to be intertwined with the people we love, and to grow old together. However, facing the reproachful and contemptuous looks of our relatives and friends, the pain in our hearts cannot be endured without psychological preparation. Small groups are always ignored, small groups are always stared at with all kinds of strange eyes, and small groups are always not understood by the majority. In addition to the hurtful eyes of the outside world, there is also the possibility of pretending to be your kind and getting your sincerity and then throwing it on the ground and stepping on it, which is even more uncomfortable than direct contempt. Or because your lover can't stand the eyes of the outside world, the pressure of your family, or his own psychological difficulties, etc., He finally breaks his vows and breaks up with you, leaving you to face the world alone. Although sad and lonely, he is also brave. I once gave everything for love, and risked everything for love. Are you afraid that there is no ordinary family happiness, no ordinary person's coat to protect you, and no ordinary person's normal life? When you are old and others are worried about the marriage of their sons and daughters, and the schools of their grandchildren, you have to be alone and cry sadly in a cold house holding the memories of another person. Are you lonely? Because of me, your family is no longer proud of you, your relatives and friends always talk about you in an unusual tone, and your colleagues always have a lot of worries when working with you. Do you regret it? Is this a clear path? Is it wrong to just love someone? When you grow old and no longer have the passion of youth, your dreams are blocked because of me, your parents no longer love you because of me, and life becomes difficult because of me, will you still love me? Love is love, do you need to consider so much? But is it mature love if you don't think about it so much? Love me, what do you want? You only have one life and you can't do it again. You have to live a normal life and still love.
You were born before I was born, but I was born before you were old. How can I be good to you every day, only when you are not married? Or do you miss you every day without seeing you, and drink water from the Yangtze River together, is that what you really want?
I'm crying so hard! Every time I read Danmei, it feels unreal. In the Chinese world view, most people think homosexuality is weird. When you are young and vigorous, you can ignore everything, but what should you do when you are old? Seeking death! I often feel incredible and unreal when watching movies. This article made me really feel the reality...
I am not used to reading text on a computer. I am used to feeling the texture of paper and flipping through page after page. I am used to reading e-books under the covers until the side of my body becomes numb. It's rare that I have the patience to read Wu Yu's previous articles. This feels good. The descriptions similar to movie techniques, the links of one fragment to another, and the vague feeling of montage, these are what I love. I used it before, but quit because I couldn't stand the pressure. It is rare to find one of you among thousands of people. It is even more rare to find such a person and devote yourself wholeheartedly to it day after day year after year. When I read this article, I felt more ridiculous than the vicissitudes of old age, the melancholy memories, and the helplessness blurred by the years. What's ridiculous is that such a courageous and persevering person has experienced so many hardships in such difficult years. What about now? Today's society is becoming more and more enlightened, and things like this are no longer strange. But how many people still have such emotions? How many people can still have such persistence? For those young people who show off and are free and dissolute under the feasting and feasting, is it this impetuous society that has made you what you are today, or is our young generation really being swallowed up by the ever-increasing steel and concrete? I really understand the protagonist's arrogance when he was young. There are two sentences like this: "There is no room for dreams in this world." "It's not that this society doesn't give you the right to dream, it's that you are swallowed up by it. Everyone has the right to dream, and only you can kill its existence." These two sentences once filled my life. Maybe it's still going on now. Which of these two completely contradictory sentences is right? At that time, I would say loudly and with my head held high, it was the latter! So what about now, a few years later? I think that sentence is like a flea still struggling to death in the pit of my heart, but my mouth will tell you that it is the former... I have also tried hard to recall, what exactly did I experience? In fact, I experienced nothing. There is no way to capture this power that exists in time. What on earth have we experienced? Why on earth have we become what we are today? If today's self meets yesterday's self, how should we face it? Are you laughing at the ignorance and simplicity of "yesterday", or are you feeling ashamed in front of "yesterday"? After giving up reason and logic, and ignoring the sanctimonious survival rules and values of human society, what exactly stands on top of our souls and exists deep in our hearts? The answer is unknown. Have our generation complied with the natural laws of society, or have we forgotten our souls in our impetuosity? Who set those values and survival rules that are sanctimonious but so powerful that they can swallow up everything? Or why are we following, one moth to the flame one after another? Can we not follow it? Until today, I would think about it. But today, I can't remember it. Those things that have happened in the past have all turned into a ball in the trachea. We can only exhale half of the breath and linger in the so-called "underworld" until we run out of life. All pain and sorrow are short-lived, and what occupies the remaining time is a void that cannot be filled. Those emptiness and loneliness hidden in the haze in the impetuousness, living in the shadow, are plants with roots, growing day and night. Love, friendship, family affection, which one can we keep? We rely on family ties, drag along friendships, and act wildly in love. In the end, we will lose family ties, leave friendships, and become lonely and sad in love. Parents will go away and friends will eventually be separated. What about love? In this impetuous society, everyone is shouting at the top of their lungs, looking for love, but only a few people can find it and keep it!
Just a blessing and an equal gaze are enough for them
"So I thought, what are you going to do if I leave? I will leave one day." In fact, he was aware of it, right? I just don't dare to think deeply about it.
Alas, I feel so pitiful about Gong, but I like the love between them
I like the love between them very much, but I think Gong is so pitiful. He will grow old alone, which really feels selfish.
Why should I torture myself...