My hometown Xuzhou is one of the splendid ancient capitals in the East. I was infected by the culture of my hometown since I was a child.
Whenever I go out of the house, I run into a breeze. There is a faint unknown flower fragrance in the wind, which makes people feel very comfortable. Walking on the clean ground, listening to the crisp birdsong, the rising sun shining on me, and the blooming flowers on the roadside attracted several butterflies to fly around, but these only existed in dreams. What you smell when you go out is not the fragrance, but the stench. I can only see butterflies a few times a year. Because the flower was trampled several times, I could only die pitifully. There are fewer and fewer birds in the sky, but more and more people buy bird meat. This is just an ecological home. People are always chopping and chopping, the sky is no longer blue, animals are extinct, and annoying music is always coming from our ears. The world is dirty, but what about us? Ha ha ha, but we are still pretending. Any ecological home is a lie. Do you really believe them? Ha ha ha ha, that's ridiculous. If we really want to protect this world, we must kill ourselves, because our so-called advanced animals are the scum and pests of this world.
If we humans are reduced by half, will the world not be dirty anymore? If we stop dreaming of an ecological home, will we wake up earlier? If we are really so hypocritical, then the world will abandon us ... Humans are disgusting, hypocritical and dirty. Obviously, they have hurt the world, but they always dream impossible dreams. We are all guilty, but why should we blame others? That's disgusting.
"Mom, I'm in pain ... Mom, mom, mom, wake up, mom ..." What is this? I followed the sound and saw an interesting thing: a dirty little boy with blood all over his face was sitting next to an overturned car, shaking his dead mother with his hands and mumbling something he didn't understand. As time goes by, there are more and more passers-by by by the car, but even so, no one is willing to help him. At that time, they were taking photos with their mobile phones and sending them to Weibo, space and friends circle. But he just felt sorry for him. Suddenly, the boy stopped crying. He suddenly raised his head. His eyes are facing me. Listen, what do I see in his eyes? I saw the hatred in his eyes. I hate this world. Why did his mother die, not others? If someone dies, won't his mother die again? Why, why, why aren't they dead? Why aren't they dead? Why aren't they dead? Why, why ... actually, for a moment, I felt that I was the same person as him. We both hate this false world, the so-called beauty, and why human beings were born in this world. Without us, the world wouldn't be so dirty, huh? You called us disgusting, hahahaha. If we are disgusting, what are you? What is this? Is it killing each other? Actually, it's about the same. We humans have no so-called humanity. That's just an excuse we make for ourselves. There is no distinction between good and evil, because we are all evil.
Life is boring, and living is disgusting.