I’m really not used to the days without internet. I always get used to surfing the Internet every day, browsing familiar websites, reading beautiful articles of Duchang Forum and prose online, recall the story with the deepest memory. There are many excellent articles that can always evoke my deepest memories. I don’t know why I can’t open the network recently. When the signal is available, I can’t even go online occasionally. Life becomes at a loss and seems to lose something at a time. The original habitual life suddenly returns to reality from the virtual network and seems to be extraordinarily quiet, the original reality seems to become no longer reality. What on earth makes me feel like this, but I can absolutely believe that I am definitely not a person who is overly obsessed with the internet. Maybe it is a constant life that originally changed my life habits. Although nothing has changed, even though the network is just a virtual thing, it seems that the deep emotion that has been built unconsciously is not necessarily the network, maybe they are real friends existing in the Internet. I couldn’t help thinking of the first time I fell in love. It seemed that I also felt this way. You don’t have to get it. Even if you can watch it every day, you will be satisfied. You don’t talk too much, but only get together and know each other. Only when you really lose it can you have a different feeling. Maybe it may not be really painful, but you just don’t get used to this kind of loss. Although the loss of the Internet can not be compared with the loss of love, although it is a bit exaggerated, if the internet really leaves the life we were familiar with at once, there will always be some changes and no idea what to do, I don’t know how long it will take to debug my lost heart. Although we have more time to go offline than to go online, the general rules of the Internet still have our choice of principles. Just like the lovers, they can’t get together every time, but at least the sweetness of embracing each other can also care about each other and meet at any time, gathering at the bridge in the east of the village or gathering in the downtown park. Maybe I am a relatively nostalgic person who likes the feeling of dependence and attachment and the familiar environment. What may not be changed yesterday is the most beautiful today, on the contrary, old friends are not familiar with new friends. Perhaps because the road under my feet is not easy to change, old friends leave, while I still stay in the original scenery and refuse to stay away. It’s hot in the summer of July. Fortunately, the temperature in the morning still makes us feel particularly refreshing and pleasant. We can’t get on the internet. Although it makes me feel a little uncomfortable, it seems that it can’t affect my mood. Fortunately, the computer also has documents that I can edit to write some feelings about myself. I like this kind of life. I write something about my real life and personal feelings when I am idle. Since last year, there have also been 50 essays of 100,000 words published in prose online and Duchang Forum in hometown. Although I haven’t saved a penny of contribution fee for writing up to now, I spent a lot of fax fee on reporting and sending fax proof materials because my works were plagiarized and reprinted innocently. Although I feel a little distressed, I don’t regret it. I hate those friends who reprint works. What’s more exasperating is that sometimes articles are published yesterday and reprinted innocently on various literary websites as soon as they are searched today, even the title is changed to be regarded as plagiarism. I just want to tell those friends who like to plagiarize others’ works that this is a serious infringement behavior. Don’t think that it can not constitute a cyber crime. Once I seriously investigate, I can also investigate the Mana responsibility; don’t think that I am an unknown writer, which won’t attract your attention, but as long as I take legal weapons and effective certification materials, I can also investigate the person in charge of the website, investigate the income according to the number of articles clicked. I didn’t do this, not because I didn’t have such power. Comparatively speaking, many websites were deleted as soon as I reported them. Many people’s IDs were directly sealed, and even many people’s Sina Weibo were directly closed. This is not the result I want. I don’t mean to hurt the emotion between you and me. I just want to safeguard my rights. Like you, I don’t consider the consequences of plagiarizing works, I believe this is just a fact created by your ignorance, and you can’t blame me. Daily reports show that works are plagiarized to different degrees every day. This society really makes me feel helpless for some people. Just like in this society, criminals are shot every day, but people who commit crimes cannot be changed every day. We should know that proses are different from news works. We can share good works with you, but we should know that novels, articles and proses have the independent power of the authors embracing each other, without the authorization of the author and the original website, it is not allowed to reprint at will, let alone be plagiarized. So when you hurt my personal feelings, you are actually disrespecting yourself. It’s not wrong to like culture and knowledge, but it is wrong that you should not fill your vacant soul with the culture of others. Not only is it not beautiful, but it is more ugly. Especially those private personal websites, which themselves are both editors and website administrators, plagiarize network articles from all over the country. The whole website can’t see a phone number, let alone Advertising. I don’t know what the meaning of such a website is. Even if you write a contact with them, it will make you unable to write. I have never thought about whether my works can be loved by many people and whether they have certain literary connotations. But I just like to record my own life in the way of prose. I just want to restore myself truly, express my inner world, be grateful to the world and miss the world. Every time I finished writing it, it went online immediately and was published in Duchang Forum and prose online. There were few thoughtful considerations, and many places needed to be revised were often found after it was published. This is the old problem brought by my unchangeable acute, not that I don’t respect my own literature. After writing more than 50 proses, imitation also has a kind of experience in writing. If proses want to be scattered and not chaotic, they must be chaotic and divine. Gods gather in thinking and think and have feelings, anyway, at least there must be a truth. It had been a long time since I could not go online. With the surging south wind, the young girl with her lapel waving and dancing became a beautiful scenery at the gate of the company, and she always watched the spring and autumn year by year. QQ is beating, and it seems that it can go online again. I still go to the website to spend a good time with all the netizens and feel the happy years brought by the Internet. There are you and me.

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