Sina Feelings and Beautiful Prose, Issue 1 Not willing to think about you

Author: Compiled by the Editorial Department of Sina Love and Life Essays
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Publishing Date: April 1, 2005
Features: Walking in the unreal of the real world, speaking the real in the virtual world. Sina Love and Life Essays is an internet digest publication primarily focused on emotional and life themes, jointly launched by Desilever Culture and Sina Forum Channel. Sina Love and Life Essays aims to establish a platform for emotional exchange and free expression for all who love the internet and real life. Here, we can pour out our hearts, record past stories, listen to others' confessions, and share everyone's experiences. Desilever Culture, as a renowned book planning and investment institution, has combined its long-term success in book planning with Sina's resources and brand advantages to jointly create Sina Love and Life Essays, hoping to bring readers a brand-new interactive reading experience.
In times of loneliness or happiness, everyone likes to share their feelings with everyone. Thus, loneliness fades as it is shared, while happiness becomes even more intense. The storms of reality are too harsh, forcing us to hide behind layers of masks to protect our bodies and souls. The faces we show to the world are often masked, with our hearts shrouded in ever-thicker darkness, suffocating and leaving no escape. In such moments, sharing becomes the best choice.
Traditional sharing usually involves finding a suitable place and person to talk about fitting topics. However, this kind of sharing is very dependent on the setting and audience. Without a beautiful environment or patient listeners, the sharing becomes dull and lingering. The listener may become restless, and even if the speaker is eloquent, without applause or guidance, the speaker grows even more sorrowful, and the listener becomes sadder. Even if sharing happiness and joy, it becomes tasteless and gradually loses its vibrancy. Such sharing not only fails to achieve its purpose but may even have the opposite effect.
When the internet emerged, people who felt stifled finally found another way to share their feelings, another outlet for their hearts. Anyone can freely pour out their emotions, unrestrained. And the listeners are countless, actively responding with words—agreeing or disagreeing, sympathizing or mocking—diverse and genuine, without the pretense or insincerity of real-world listeners. Stripping off the mask of reality and wearing the cloak of the internet, in a virtual world, we can record our true selves. Under the truth of reality, they must hide their true selves, but in the virtual world, we can be fearless.
Loved, hurt. Walked, thought. Left, scattered. Did, forgot. Recording love, pain, separation, and using words to pour out joy and sorrow. On the internet, no one knows who you are, and you can let go of the heavy burdens of reality and express freely. After pressing the last Enter key, take a deep breath and then happily hide behind the screen, pour a cup of fragrant coffee, and wait for the listeners to make their grand entrance.
Such sharing is effortless and natural, without pretense or affectation. Such words need not be beautiful—just expressive, just real. Such feelings, though shared in solitude, are not lonely, nor unbearable. At this moment, you begin to be your true self. You need not care about the opinions or feelings of the listeners—everything belongs to you, whether happy or sad.
Navigating the internet, when you see others' words that resonate with your emotions, you naturally pause, finding your own existence in their confessions and becoming a listener yourself. once said: In a long life, joy always appears and fades quickly—the most beautiful moments are always the ones that pass too swiftly. Joy is too fleeting, slipping away unnoticed. But when recorded on the internet, when sorrow strikes, flipping through those long-missed words can relive past joys, see the friends who once shared them, and thus, sorrow fades, and joy flows back into your heart.