这个世界并不是公平的,你要学着去习惯它。世界上有人一锄头下去,就挖出了钻石。也有人辛苦地开山挖矿,最后一声轰然巨响,塌方的矿坑成为他最后的坟墓。那天在上网的时候,看见一个帖子,里面在讨论我的作品,和我的生活。里面很多人,大概一百多个跟帖,看上去特别热闹的样子。他们的讨论分为两个部分。第一个部分是:我以前很喜欢他的作品,他写的《夏至未至》,他写的《爱与痛的边缘》,里面的小四多么纯真,单纯的校园梦想,他简单的学生生活,他和朋 This world is not fair, you have to learn to get used to it. Someone in the world hoe down to dig out the diamond. Some people also hard to mine, finally bang loud crash, landslide pit became his last grave. When I was online that day, I saw a post in which my work and my life were discussed. Inside a lot of people, about more than a hundred threads, looks particularly lively look. Their discussion is divided into two parts. The first part is: I used to like his work, he wrote “the summer solstice yet”, he wrote “the edge of love and pain”, which little four innocent, pure campus dream, he simple Student life, he and friends