The Age of Lovelessness

For hair, for hair, Damn, this is hairy, I wanted to cry after watching it, Sure enough, the road to pursuing dreams is full of thorns. After reading the article, I feel a little relieved and touched. Everyone is working hard and living in this world to the fullest. Despite the hardships, it is of great significance,

Yeah, the beginning is very novel~~ I like it~

Finished reading that article. . . So here comes this article. Wow, I really appreciate your way of describing it. Like prose.

If possible, I really hope you can finish writing it quickly

Perhaps the most hysterical and helpless sadness in the world is not when you suddenly hear the news of the death of a relative or friend at a cheerful banquet, but when you meet and pass by a familiar person at a crossroads. Maybe Lin Xiaowu would think about it in the days to come and wonder if everything would have been different without that celebration party. Will she, Han Sheng, and Shang Guang, this boy who always makes people take care of him but has an exquisite face, live happily in the future, as bright as the warm sunshine that shines through the layers of clouds to the ground in those years? Han Sheng, who still smiles calmly, and Shang Guang, who has a clean and careless smile at all times, will those familiar smiling faces appear in front of her again. Lin Xiaowu thought so. Did the future that had not yet happened between them really disappear without a trace because of a sentence that was originally a joke but turned out to be true? The innocent friendship between Han Sheng and Shang Guang makes others look strange. Will the love between Lin Xiaowu and Han Sheng return to the past? Are the happy times that belong to them still there?

A brief review of a certain tank~ Love is always an unchanging theme of the times. Even if it is so bright and dazzling, or it becomes eclipsed and depressed, there are people who will risk their lives for it and fly moths to the flame for it. That kind of lingering and delicate love is like wisps of ethereal silk threads, tightly or loosely surrounding, unable to break away or escape. Yuan Tian said: "We all want to love, but we don't love enough to risk our own lives. The torrent of the times is too fierce, and we have to be careful so as not to be broken into pieces. How safe. How peaceful. How painful." Everything is just for love, just because of this word, giving and retreat, laughter and crying, joy and sadness, are so insignificant. He and she, he and him, the invisible thread between the three of them, entangled in their deepest bond, how about being shattered to pieces? For that true love, everything is dust.

A certain youth's short review "The Age of Non-Love"~~ The author Yuantian has extraordinary skills, and his writing style is fresh, delicate, sensitive and sharp. Both the character creation and the plot description in "The Age of Non-Love" are quite vivid and exciting, making people read the text as if they are watching a play. In "The Age of Not Love", Lin Xiaowu, Han Sheng, Shang Guang and other young people with their own ideals and ambitions grow, struggle and struggle under the torrent of the times. We can see the reflection of each of us in them. In the era of non-love, no one can escape love. The three protagonists want to love but cannot risk their lives for love. They are warm and protective of each other, but they are also entangled with each other. In order to realize their ideals and ambitions, they have to adjust themselves to society, constantly polish off some of their sharp edges and corners, and compromise some of the principles and beliefs they originally adhered to. Even love sometimes has to be cautious for fear that moths will fly into the flames and be shattered to pieces. However, after laughing, crying, hurting and loving, people always grow up gradually. The one who is happy in the end must be the one who is brave and persistent enough. Watch "The Age of Non-Love" to feel the color of youth and experience the true meaning of love.

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