
Short Story Collection
短篇集合
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Who wants to die if they can live? I came to JJ in the middle of the night and found that there were more mushrooms, so I clicked in and saw what happened with A. . . Well, I feel a little uncomfortable. I can't tell why. Maybe I thought of something, and I feel like crying in the middle of the night. During the epidemic, my parents were suspended from work, and I took online classes at home. It happened to be a critical period for my senior year. My father took a car out on the pretext of going to his cousin's house for dinner, but he took the bus back. The car disappeared for a month or two. Only after the commotion started did he find out that he had borrowed money from a loan shark, and he had no money to pay back. His car was squeezed. What should he borrow money for? Things broke out, and there were quarrels and quarrels. He even committed suicide and was saved. I will never forget that morning when I got up early to read, I opened the door, and he, who had been missing all night, was lying at the door, covered in grass and mud, foaming at the mouth. I can't remember my mood at that time, maybe I didn't think about anything. I even pushed him, and he kept repeating something vague: I want to die, I'm sorry for you. At that time, it felt like the darkest moment in my life. During the epidemic, everything that happened at home made me feel depressed. After I stopped taking online classes, I wanted to jump off the school building several times. Without me, it would be easier for them (four children at home). I hesitated and thought of what my mother said, "If you hadn't come out yet, I wouldn't want to live anymore." After thinking about it, I only have thoughts when I am still alive. I don't know what I'm talking about. I feel very complicated now. What I experienced in the past doesn't matter anymore. Now, I feel that life is still interesting and life should be passionate. Although sometimes it won't be so brilliant and grand, I think it's enough. I was attracted to Mushroom and the characters in his novel, maybe because I have never met such people in real life. I really like Qin Chunxiao, Qin Meng, Xuandong, and of course Mushroom. Life is dazzling and the soul is beautiful. I really don't know what I'm talking about. If you're sleepy, let's go to sleep. Well, the last thing I want to say is, don't give up on life easily. It's also important to take the right path. A piece of advice: Don't touch the HDD.
Life should still be respected. You can just walk away, but what about your parents and relatives? It is because of these bonds that we can move forward better. Speaking of gambling, there is a food bag chain here in Anhui. The boss started it from scratch and worked hard for ten or twenty years to become an early entrepreneur in our third-tier city. His business was quite big when I was very young. Of course, it is not as good as those top companies, but it is not small. But four or five years ago, the boss was taken to Macau to gamble, and he basically lost most of the physical stores he owned. Many of the stores were directly sold together with the real estate. Fortunately, his son was sober and he was finally dealt with without blocking him again. This thing is really harmful.
Without targeting specific people and events, let me talk about suicide intervention: Even for people who have been depressed all year round, suicide is often an impulsive event (at least, there are intervals between the episodes of suicidal impulses), and it can indeed be persuaded. If you find that something seems to be wrong with an important person, it is recommended to get to the bottom of it if possible. For more professional and detailed intervention measures, it is recommended to search for "QPR four-step suicide prevention". Talking about suicide, its essence is often a kind of escape or shirk of responsibility. I personally believe that ending one's own life cannot solve the problems we are facing. On the contrary, it is a secondary harm to all those who care about us, and it is essentially a transfer of one's own problems to others. In addition, borrowing from the content of the law school course I listened to last semester, the reason why our country does not recognize euthanasia and DNR is that it believes that "taking one's own life" is still a violation of the right to life. It is just because the person involved in the suicide incident has died, so there is no further accountability. Finally, in real life it is best not to think about "using love (or anything else) to influence the villain/scum" like in the novel. This is not to say that there is no possibility for them to change, but out of self-love and responsibility and respect for those who love us, it is better to stay away from scum and hand them over to state agencies for processing.
This year when I went home to celebrate the New Year, my cousin went out to play cards and lost 200,000 to 300,000 yuan. He lost all the savings from his previous job and the loan he originally asked his family to get for a business, and the car he bought was also mortgaged. My cousin's family has been better off in the past few years. They just got out of poverty and built a new house. Who would have thought that this year would lead to such a mess. My aunt and uncle have worked in the fields all their lives and received limited education. The outside world is very strange to them, but now they have to go out to work in order to pay off the money. My mother was shaking with sadness when she talked about it. Her sister's life was not easy. I don't know what to say. The cousin I had been with since childhood was a good brother. How he got to this point in his career in society is unknown. Today I saw the story shared by Mushroom, and I felt sour in my heart. On the road of life, someone I know well goes astray, and I don't know what to do, so I can only watch him go away. Cherish life and stay away from pornography, gambling and drugs. This warning to everyone is definitely not empty talk.
Woo hoo hoo, Wang Wen has a firm and strong heart. All her actions come from the internal power in her heart. She loves herself, radiates light and heat, and does not change her mind and will for the strange eyes of the world. Her soul is really shining 🤩 😳
Every character in Dada's works has a beautiful soul, independent personality, strong will, clear goals and infinite vision for the future 🧋 🧋 🧋
I worked as a civil engineer for more than a year after graduating from my undergraduate degree. Later, I changed careers after taking the postgraduate entrance examination. Zhang Xuefeng is really the savior of children from poor families. The postgraduate entrance examination was indeed a major way to change life.
I'm so tired. When I'm tired, I can't help but think of Xiaoyu, Samo, Mushrooms, and many, many other people who are unforgettable to me. I started reading articles in elementary school, and now that I'm in my senior year of high school, there are fewer and fewer people who make me feel excited. Meeting Xiaoyu in junior high school was my luck, and gave me a pillar of support. Now I've met Samo again, but I still feel like I'm not up to my ability. I feel that I am in Henan, and I can get into the school with about a hundred students. According to previous students, I can get into a good one, but I can't get into a heavy one. I don't know where the obsession comes from, maybe it is the unintentional words of my family. I want to get into 985, and I am also working hard, but my study status is like a slap in my face. The days go by in a hazy way, and I can't see my future clearly. I I want to be as determined as Xiaoyu and Samo, but I can't do it. There are still more than a hundred days left. I know that the college entrance examination is not my only way, but I also have to work hard to break through the shackles of the present. This is my home, but I also want to see further places. I also want to see the scenery of foreign countries, especially Russia (yes, you influenced Mushroom). My family cannot support me. It's a long way to go, but they are doing their best for me, so no matter what it is for, I should work hard, at least I can't look back with only regrets. Now I regret the time when I fell down in my sophomore year because I hated my class teacher. Although I can't see where my future is, I have to go on well. This is my life, at least I can't let myself regret it. I really don't know who to talk to, so I'm going crazy here, sorry everyone. By the way, do you have any ways to vent your stress without taking up time? My place is a boarding school, with one day off every three weeks. Classes are very tightly scheduled every day, from 5:30 in the morning to 9:50 in the evening. There may be additional classes later. If you have any suitable methods, can you share them? I used to like to keep a diary, but I got really busy and couldn't write in the diary. If so, thank you all!
I have read basically all of Mushroom's articles, and my favorite is Free Man. When I read this article, your literary thoughts and writing skills have improved significantly. After reading them, I felt reluctant to leave them, because Free Man followed the serialization and saw the author who was really attentive, so he wrote better and better works. I am very happy to meet you.
People who are so desperate that they want to die probably cannot be persuaded. My colleague from the department next to me committed suicide last week. She asked for leave at work and said she was traveling. Then she had to contact her for work but she never answered the phone. Finally, she found her husband's phone number, and it turned out that he called her hometown police station and asked him to identify the body and that he was on the way. I don't know why. She has no pressure at work, and there are no obvious problems in her family relationships. Her child is in junior high school, and she really doesn't understand why she can't think about it.