Sina Emotionally Moving Essays (Volume 3): Only Love, No Romance

Author: Editorial Department of Sina Love and Life Essays
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Publish Date: 2005-04-01
Features: Walking in the unreal of the real world, venting the real in the virtual world. "Sina Love and Life Essays" is an internet digest publication mainly focused on emotional and life themes, jointly launched by Desay Cultural Institution 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 feelings, record past stories, listen to others' confessions, and share everyone's experiences. Desay Cultural Company, 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" series, hoping to bring readers a brand-new interactive reading experience.
In times of loneliness or happiness, who doesn’t like to share their feelings with everyone? Thus, loneliness fades with expression, while happiness intensifies. The storms of reality are too harsh, forcing us to hide behind layers of masks to protect our bodies and souls. What is shown to the outside world is often a face wearing a mask, with the soul shrouded in ever-thicker darkness, suffocating and unable to find an escape. In such moments, venting becomes the best choice.
Traditional venting usually involves finding a suitable place and person to talk about appropriate topics. However, this kind of venting is highly dependent on the setting and audience. Without a beautiful environment or a patient listener, the venting becomes dull and lingering. The listener may become restless, while the speaker, though eloquent, lacks applause and guidance. In the end, the one venting grows even more sorrowful, and the one grieving becomes even sadder. Even if the topic is happiness and joy, it loses its flavor and gradually fades away. Such venting not only fails to achieve its purpose but even backfires.
When the internet emerged, people stifled with emotions finally found another way to vent, another outlet for their souls. Anyone can freely express themselves and release their emotions. And the listeners are countless, actively responding with words—agreeing or disagreeing, sympathizing or mocking—diverse and genuine, without any pretense or insincerity compared to real-world listeners. Stripping off the mask of reality and donning 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. Left, thought. Parted, scattered. Done, forgotten. Recording love, pain, separation, and joy in words to vent our joys and sorrows. On the internet, no one knows who you are, and you can let go of the heavy burdens of reality and express yourself freely. After pressing the last Enter key, take a deep breath and then happily hide behind the screen, pour yourself a cup of fragrant coffee, and wait for the listeners to make their grand entrance.
Such venting is effortless and natural, without the need for concealment or pretense. Such words need not be beautiful—just expressive, just real. Such feelings, though shared in solitude, are not lonely and not 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' posts that resonate with your emotions, you naturally pause and find your own existence in their confessions, becoming a listener too. once said: "In a long life, joy always appears and fades quickly—the most beautiful moments always leave in haste." Joy is too fleeting, slipping away unnoticed. But when recorded on the internet, when sorrow strikes, you can revisit those long-lost words, relive past joys, and see the friends who once shared them with you. Thus, sorrow fades, and joy flows back into your heart.