A World of Thousands, a Mind of One

I suggest friends to read the Sina blog of "Pansy Wu Youjian". Wu Youjian is the founder of the China Gay Friends and Family Association, and is also the first mother to stand up and publicly support her son's same-sex sexual orientation. She has worked for the charity of the Gay Friends and Family Association for more than ten years. Currently, there are nearly 70 branches of the Gay Friends and Family Association across the country. Many gays have also found happiness with the help of the Friends and Family Association. Wu Youjian is full of positive energy and love. I hope more friends can find various channels to obtain their own happiness!

A strange modern phenomenon: a man can have three wives and four concubines, which can be said to be his ability, while a woman can seduce by finding a lover. Sometimes such sexism comes from people of the same sex. Sorrow! Zhuzi is free, she has the right to pursue her own happiness and arrange her own future life. If the city manager can support her mentally and physically, I hope what my cousin said is true. May the beads be happy! No more suffering in life!

The most attractive thing about this novel is the theme. I think the point of view expressed by the writer in the work is the soul of the article. In other words, a good writer should not only tell us what happened? Also tell us why it happened? Not just asking questions, but trying to find solutions to the problems, or at least thinking about it. In my personal impression, this work is a record of a woman's spiritual history and growth history at a certain stage of her life - "I" am a writer, enjoying the joy of creation. One day, in a poetic and picturesque environment, I met a strange woman and a bartender. I never expected that there would be a magnetic field effect between them! Then the woman continued to release ambiguity, and "I" couldn't help but follow suit. Literature, poetry, wine, coincidence, tacit understanding, love, ambiguity, and teasing that were explicit or covert, dreamy or illusory, "I" fell in step by step, deeper and deeper, and finally couldn't help it. The pain of lovesickness... But after "I" confessed, the situation turned out to be that I advance and you retreat, I am tired and you fight, I am weak and you are strong. The other party has a tendency to "swear to carry the ambiguity to the end", which can never be synchronized with "I" who "swears to carry the love to the end"... Or this is destined to be an unsuccessful fate, because the two people want different things. One is: love once and forget yourself. One is: emotional, I am still myself; one likes to drink heavily, and the other likes to taste lightly. One wants to be imprisoned (imprisonment belonging to one person), the other wants to be free (life is more than one stop)... In addition, I have my own views on bartending and bartenders... Love can be compared to a glass of wine. Whether this glass of wine tastes good or not depends on how the other person mixes it. And those with courage will drink it all in one gulp, even if it is a glass of bitter wine! Because of trust and firmness. Those who don't have the courage to taste even a glass of fine wine! Because of hesitation and uncertainty. Therefore, the real bartender is not the bartender in the article, but "I". The real strong person is not the seemingly powerful bartender, but "I", because the inner strength is the real strength! The only one who dares to face reality is the real power! In addition, I am also pleased to see that "I" went from the edge of love and pain "four years ago" - from the pain of "three years ago" - from the pain and love "two years ago" - the accidental sting "one year ago" and the painful past "at this moment this year". It can be seen that this is a gradual process. It is "I" from being lost - to finding it, from falling in to walking out, from being intense to being calm, from being emotional to being rational, from accepting to letting go, from being experienced to knowing, from the past to today, an elegant gesture of return! Perhaps a person has to walk many roads and experience countless sudden prosperity and desolation in life before he can become mature. We are all lost in the mirror, walking through the mirror. One day, we break the mirror and see the real ourselves and things. The difficulty and longing for love are reincarnations and repetitions throughout the ages. The two modes of thought are the touch of different experiences. Let us explore endlessly!

It's really out of love that I read this novel again last night. I felt that I still didn't finish my last review, and there was something more to say. I couldn't help but express it here... First of all, let me state that I am not a professional, just a literary enthusiast. The following may contain problems such as improper wording, biased opinions, pretentiousness, and incomprehension. These are normal phenomena. Please be bold and correct me. In order to make progress, I will tolerate it and will never cry out for pain! Haha... Now I am brave enough to grind... To be honest, I was stumped by the title of the poster's article in the first place! --"Yu Xing"? "Yu", doesn't it mean to unload or put down? Does "royal travel" mean freedom of movement? In addition, I checked and found that "roy" also means "to drive, to control, to prohibit, to prevent, etc." I'm really not sure, and I feel that I have little talent and knowledge. Please give me some advice! "In a land of thousands of people, no one is thinking." This sentence is like a poem, and it is a philosophical poem. Does it mean to hide in the city? Cough! Trying to comment in front of someone with a higher level than me is really walking on thin ice, but it is also brave, haha... I still have the nerve to laugh, I am really poor (less educated) and happy, haha...

This is definitely an excellent article! Although I have no writing ability, I have read a lot of Chinese and foreign works, so I am confident that I still have some appreciation ability. First of all, I was deeply attracted by the beauty of the poster's words, and at the same time, it was also accompanied by the beauty of the pictures brought by the beauty of the words. It was definitely not a painting, but a picture album, or an image, unfolding page by page before my eyes... VCR replay - two intellectual women, a natural attraction, a romantic background, the company of the sun, moon and stars, the secret budding of feelings, the specious twinkling... The virtual and real, vague, separation and combination, light and dark, vividly describe the hesitation, sensibility, shyness of women in love, and the cowardice of uncertainty about the future! What fills the eyeballs is the beauty of music, pictures, artistic conception, implicit beauty and the beauty of awakening that belongs to women's self-exploration! Regrettably, this is an unsuccessful story, but then I thought, isn't it more hopeful to have such unfinished thoughts? Love, with its unchanging theme, ever-changing attitude, and ever-new thoughts, makes people pursue it relentlessly. On the road of pursuit, they wander, enjoy, indulge, sink, dream, get lost, and realize... It makes people have endless aftertaste! It also destroys people and regenerates them! Impure beauty makes people confused, while pure beauty makes people peaceful. Reading this article brings me peace.