(Strange aesthetics and a hermit's dream) On the surface, he is a good guy who does things, but in his heart he is indifferent to fame and wealth and accepts whatever happens (Jing Shu)
This article is a story about two friends who survived retirement together, but their plans were ruined midway, so they relied on themselves to realize their dreams (wrong)
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If they meet again in the next year, they will cook wine with green plums and chat about the Milky Way. But does it make sense?
Years of wasted time just for a moment of reunion. The obsession that once existed has become a guideline with no practical meaning. The so-called reunion that we have been looking forward to for many years seems to be just the removal of the shackles, the end and the beginning. Why not stop the meaningless mechanical survival and start a new journey? What's wrong with regaining the dream of being a gangster in my youth, wandering around the world, robbing the rich and giving to the poor, and doing justice for heaven? But can a person who has been empty for many years really be able to walk in the world after taking off his shackles? ... Is it important?
It seems that the only thing that remains consistent is these thousands of mountains and rivers, the vast world. Passers-by are just floating in the world, a drop in the ocean. What importance does one person's joys and sorrows have in one day's change? Even if the world is filled with rivers of blood and corpses are everywhere, so what?
Intention: Cherish the present (not) Evil people will be punished by their own evil (not)