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I really hate this world.

I don't like this world either. I open my eyes at 6 o'clock every day and rush to work. I am wrapped in the subway and squeezed like a chicken roll. Work overtime until 7 o'clock in the evening and get home at least 9 o'clock. As the end of the month approaches, we should be careful with every penny. Parents always casually complain and gossip about who is married to a rich man, how much is his monthly salary, and where he is an executive. I have nothing to say about this. My ability is just to be an ordinary person. It would be great if I had a group of people who are equally contented. I can't remember the last time I traveled. The mountains and rivers are full of flowers and birds, and I can't tell whether it exists in memory or in books. A new garden fountain has been built in the city center. I want to find someone to walk with, but I always have no time or no one at all. Neither parents nor lovers seem willing to simply live every day. Besides, I feel the same way about the saying that "people are pretending to be each other". Life forces you not to choose who to associate with, or even how to associate with him. Remember the birthdays of every colleague, leader and friend accurately, send messages or send things accurately when holidays come, otherwise it seems that the relationship will be alienated slowly. You need to take part in all kinds of activities, all kinds of so-called "improving personal cultivation and ability" courses, ask yourself to know more people, and then carefully maintain this relationship. I can't find the simple feeling in high school or college anymore. Even when old friends meet, they mostly talk about work, investment, RV and so on. We were good friends who read Birds, Gardeners, Cats, Symphony Orchestra and Quyi Crosstalk together ... I wish that when I asked them out, they would not talk to me about the newly signed list and big clients, but talk to me about books, cooking and interesting things they encountered. I don't know if I haven't changed, or if they have changed too fast ...

I discovered that people are really tired when they are alive. I am anxious every day, afraid that my parents are getting older, afraid that someone at home will suddenly get sick, and afraid that I will have children in the future, but I can't afford the economic responsibility of making him "win at the starting line". I'm still young, and I have a home and a house, but as one of the sentient beings who wander around the subway and the office every day, I really can't find my own happiness except finding time to brush mobile phone videos and jokes and hide in the second and fourth screens ...