Sina Feelings Beautiful Prose (1)

Author: >Editorial Department
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Publish Date: 2005-04-01
Features: In times of loneliness and happiness, who doesn’t like to pour out their feelings to everyone? Thus, loneliness fades with sharing, while happiness intensifies. The storms of reality are too harsh, and we can only protect our bodies and souls with layers of concealment. What we show to the world is often a face behind a mask, as our hearts are shrouded in ever-thicker gloom, suffocating us, leaving no way out. 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 the audience. Without a beautiful environment or a patient listener, the sharing loses its charm, becoming melancholic and drawn-out. The listener grows restless and annoyed, while the speaker, though eloquent, lacks applause and guidance. In the end, the sorrowful grow sadder, and the sad grow more sorrowful—even if sharing happiness and joy, it becomes dull and fades away, gradually losing its vibrancy. Such sharing not only fails to achieve its purpose but has the opposite effect.
When the internet suddenly emerged, people who were stifled inside finally found another way to share, another outlet for their souls. Anyone could freely pour out their emotions, unrestrained. And the listeners were countless, actively responding with words—agreeing or disagreeing, sympathizing or mocking—diverse and genuine. Compared to real-world listeners, there is no pretense or insincerity. Stripping off the mask of reality, we wear the cloak of the internet, recording our true selves in a virtual world. Under the pressures 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 thoughts, we pour out our joys and sorrows in words. On the internet, no one knows who you are, and you can let go of the heavy burdens of reality, expressing freely. After hitting the last Enter key, you sigh with relief, then happily hide behind the screen, pour a cup of rich coffee, and wait for the listeners to make their grand entrance.
Such sharing is effortless and natural, without concealment or pretense. These words need not be beautiful—just expressive, just real. This feeling, though solitary in loneliness, is not lonely, nor unbearable. At this moment, you begin to be your true self. You no longer care about the opinions or feelings of the listeners—everything belongs to you, whether happy or sad.
Navigating the internet, you come across others’ shared words that resonate with your own emotions, and naturally, you pause. In others’ confessions, you feel your own existence, and you too become a listener.
once said: In a long life, joy always appears and fades quickly—the most beautiful moments are the ones that pass too swiftly. Joy is too fleeting, slipping away unnoticed. But by recording it 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.