First of all, I despise those who chose A, because I chose B. As soon as everyone sees this proposition, they will know that it is a false proposition. It is like the popular debates among college students in the past. There are big debates, second debates, third debates, and small debates. Pros and cons, desperately collecting arguments, those who say that they are close to Mohism. The black ones are nothing more than the three migrations of Meng Mu, saying that those who are close to Mo are not necessarily black, and talking about the underground struggle of the underground party (I wrote this way back then). In fact, there is no right or wrong in itself whether those who are close to Mo are black. There is no right or wrong, and there may not be all black things. If college students use this as a defense question, it doesn't matter if they can really understand it. If they really change their outlook on life, it will be a sin.
The author of "Who owes happiness to whom" must be a gold junkie like me. He recounted the love stories of Zhang Wuji, Yang Guo, Chen Jialuo and Qiao Feng, describing the past and present life of love. The causes and consequences are written in a poignant and beautiful way. I was moved when I read it at first, and I am still moved when I read it again. It even makes people feel that every story is personally experienced by the author. Zhang Wuji gave his love to Zhao Min, and Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu became a couple of gods. Does Wuji owe Zhiruo, Xiaozhao, and Zhuer? Does Yang Guo owe Gongsun Lu'e, Cheng Ying, Lu Wushuang, and Guo Xiang? No one blames Wuji Yang Guo, but as a person, what he has experienced, seen, thought, and felt is everything he (she) has. In Zhiruo's eyes, Wuji owes her a debt of love. , as bystanders, what we can experience is the ending of other people’s stories. If you were replaced by any one of them, your whole life’s pain would be all you have.