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Childhood Memoirs#
Before I start my recollections, I must mention my gaming platforms: Android 3G, Web, and some Windows games. One game that left a deep impression on me was an old Android 3G platform game I played with my cousin: Tian Zhi Hen OL. It has since shut down and deleted all accounts, but I remember vividly that I played as a Witch (Healer) doing various quests to level up. Then I went to other PVP areas and got beaten up, hahaha. However, when I wanted to recreate the server, I could no longer find this game from the 3G era, whether among domestic or overseas players. So, this type of nostalgic game no longer exists, but it lives on in my memory. If anyone sees this, they can try to search for it; it is not the Tian Zhi Hen OL displayed on current pages.
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Life as a Nurturing Game#
I believe many post-00s from ordinary families play games under their parents' control. When our real-world experiences cannot fulfill us, we choose to immerse ourselves in games. However, long-term discipline and control have long established the notion that playing games is shameful, and why not study instead? In contrast, parents and elders with a significant generation gap can only use this method to restrain us from learning too quickly. In families with better financial conditions, the growth policies for children are much more liberal, so most people are forcing themselves to become like someone else. This is actually quite frightening because we cannot control our own lives. It is only when we become independent that we start to learn to be natural and indulgent. However, society does not allow us to grow up happily; it will directly shatter the dreams of our childhood, becoming frightening yet full of temptation. Then some people grow up in adversity, slowly growing wings. What I want to express is that life is also a game of growth.
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Achieving Ideal Situations#
This is really hard to say, and I don't have a very good answer. At the age of twenty-one, just past the third seven-year itch, many things start to make sense, and it turns out to be this way, and so on. The answers I provide may seem a bit immature. Perhaps, finding some hobbies and slowly improving oneself, pouring all passion into the meaning of one's life. I remember an artist once said: Many people are just trying to make a living; there are too many people, and as time goes on, I forget to engage in culture 😆, so time flies, and youth is without regrets.