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"Three days later, known in history as the Golden One Two Three, but I think the Crazy Seventy-Two is more appropriate."
The Earth is sick, how can her dependents be well? If the government's choice to conceal is the spark that ignites public protests, then the damn escape plan is undoubtedly the spark that sets everything on fire, ready to explode at any moment. Fortunately, humans are still humans, and the youth are still the youth!
They are no longer willing to believe or blindly follow, and after being disappointed by the objects they once relied on in the current disastrous years, they firmly hold onto themselves, not abandoning the last piece of pure land. Everyone is ready, and the ecological rescue battle is urgent! Dear friends, now, come on! No matter where you are in the world, regardless of country, race, or faith! We are together, the whole world, now, only for a common vision - that is to live! Live well!
"This is the best of times, it was the worst of times," I said to her, staring into her Quan Du eyes. She was so calm, as undisturbed as an Ancient dried-up well. She gently kissed my cheek, then my eyes, and then I felt her carefully nuzzling my chin with her cold nose, turning the warmth into a slight chill.
I did not avoid this tenderness, waiting until she gently told me she was sorry - I wanted to hug her, but the only response I got was the quiet head on her shoulder. I reached out but didn't dare, finally managing to feel her breath, and then we both fell onto the virtual lawn. I quickly held her tightly, realizing I had to grab onto something, at least the Quan Du!
In the end, I had no strength left, that's it, all over. I knew that half of my world had already fallen prematurely - too hasty to even leave a trace, just fleeting with the wind, leaving only one person lost.
I think, I can't help but wonder, what kind of ideal society do humans really want to establish? What kind of culture do we really need to complement each other, how to operate this society, who can be responsible for it, and who can bear the responsibility for all of humanity? Can highly advanced technological civilization alone provide all the meaning?
Do we still need this beautiful world, this beautiful Earth that nurtures great life? In the theme of Earth rescue, countless people leave behind questioning marks, and the final answer is still the two words that have been on everyone's lips from the beginning - "need."
I have always been opposed to the machine revolution. No matter how advanced technology becomes, machines should never be allowed to radically transform the world in any way! The harmony between humans and nature was written billions of years ago, and any attempt to disregard this for short-term gain would be the most terrifying lesson from a world in ruin. We are a civilization nurtured by nature, yet we stand against her! We consider ourselves wise and clever, but we are defeated by her infinite tolerance!
Humans conquering nature - what a joke! Who doesn't see this as the biggest joke in the world now? Even more ridiculous is the fact that this statement was once considered an absolute truth, constantly on people's minds and lips. They are relentless! They arrogantly attempt to control nature in order to control everything! They want to skin the world, pull out its tendons, and preferably even pull out its bones to make marrow soup!
Who is now being firmly grasped by the life-and-death throat? Who has to rush to the battlefield to fight this unprecedented rescue battle? Apart from the country! Apart from the ethnic group! Apart from the groups to which each person belongs! Who among us would deny our common identity, that we were all "once" children of nature!
"A gentleman once said, 'History is the impact of the past that still exists.' Today, we can live a life of settling down and enjoying work, we can have the happiness of birds singing and flowers blooming, and we can enjoy and praise the most real beauty of the world! If! I mean, if it weren't for the global rescue after the wake-up call decades ago, how could today's world exist! And where would we come from! Once, the world was full of danger and towering buildings, but lacked natural scenery. Our parents, grandparents, and even ancestors would fight over a piece of virtual grass!"
"The social life today is what our predecessors dreamed of! Moonlight and Quan Du are in different places, of course, this is not the point! But students, I want to tell you! What is light, what is justice, and what is a human being after all!"
"First and foremost, people must have humanity! Despite the enormous dark side hidden within this humanity, we can be despicable, greedy, and even base for survival, but there is no doubt - the most beautiful and moving things are all built by light and justice! What is the surface of Earth's civilization, what is the essence of human culture!"
"The reason why people are human is the right judgment before justice and light, I think people have a kind of inherent romanticism. We, we humans, will never be defeated! If we fall, we get up, if we are shot, we climb up, we always have to do what humans should do! The inheritance of human culture does not rely on any technological products, but on the spirit of generation after generation!"
Before, as a creator, I always favored all things incomplete and fragmented, which were touching in a romantic way. It wasn't until Quan Du made me realize that true romance is eternal.
I really hope that Quan Du and I can leave an unprecedented ultimate romantic event for humanity. We can guarantee it in the name of soul freedom, and it will definitely be a cosmic-level romance. On the twelfth 123 anniversary, I, as the famous writer Moon Ranlang, published my final work "When the World Falls from the Sky," but it is impossible to be recognized again. I am also going to sleep.
Once again, I really don't want to save humanity...
At the moment when the world falls from the sky, what can I do? My dear, the first thing I think of is to hold onto you. Even if it's just tightly embracing each other in a pile of ruins, I can still love you in a disheveled manner, because I believe you know that my love has transcended all centuries. Even on the doomsday when the flower of human evil blooms, I still want to love you gently. I will always believe that it is love that enables the brightness and justice to triumph over the ugliness of darkness.
Can you still hear me? Quan Du, I'm saying that I love you very much.
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