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In terms of how to watch short dramas, Xiaohongshu's content is more useful than Zhihu.
When you open Zhihu, it's basically either press releases and bad water about celebrities or a sea of complaints.
But when you open Xiaohongshu and browse around, you can tell that they have really watched the shows, from costumes and props to plot.
Since the demand is to choose "what I can watch," you definitely need to see what people who have watched it say.
My impression of Xiaohongshu is getting better and better. In some aspects, it's really a handy tool.
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Horizontal short dramas are actually quite good.
The love that cannot be seen in TV dramas can be found in horizontal short dramas. The soft snow, the sword reflecting the peach blossoms, and holding the pen are all quite good. The faces are also fresh and pure.
It may be related to the standards of censorship. But at its core, I think it's mainly because short dramas are still in the stage where they haven't been completely destroyed by POS yet. TV dramas are already all POS.
Another objective factor is that duration is very important. When a TV drama easily has dozens of episodes, it
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Watching Avatar 3. I never expected that these three and a half hours would be just a bunch of little blue people and parents gossiping about raising children. It's not about the end of domestic entertainment; I think the world is truly doomed—just like this.
The little rich lady watches the first half before bed, I watch the second half after.
Waking up, I go to Wynn to eat ginger wine chicken, which is pretty good. Qingyuan chicken remains consistently good for ten years.
But Avatar is getting worse and worse, just like this world.
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I wish to dream of Wu and Yue because of it, flying across Jing Lake's moon in one night.
The lake moon reflects my shadow, sending me to Shany Creek.
Xie Gong's lodging still exists today, with clear monkeys crying over the rippling green water.
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Mao Mao Qingyan receives, all with white hair.
Better to keep silent and stay still, sometimes trusting your own steps.
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Abstraction does not solve any problems. Abstraction only clarifies the universe axioms. How to rely on universe axioms to solve problems is another issue for humans themselves.
If abstraction cannot be achieved, it doesn't matter for humans solving problems; systems with bugs can still run.
However, the act of abstraction is crucial. This process is roughly "living." Born as entropy, without this process, it is "annihilation."
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Time is me, and I am time.
Or am I just the process formed by time?
Is it that I exist, and time does not exist?
Or does time exist, and I do not exist?
Is it that I cannot see time?
Or is it that time cannot see me?
I haven't figured it out.
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What kind of magical meme is heritage?
The trees in my neighborhood have all lost their leaves. When I go downstairs to take out the trash, I feel a sense of distant mountains at sunset.
Beijing is certainly wonderful, but it's the kind of good that returns dust to dust and earth to earth.
The reason I like Suzhou, Hangzhou, and Beijing is because I appreciate the prosperity built upon deep heritage. Heritage comes first, then prosperity. If neither is present, there's no need to look.
I never go to places that have only prosperity without any heritage.
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Lately, I've become obsessed with eating fried peanuts and walnuts.
I can understand eating walnuts, because I believe they’re good for the brain, and I live every day with anxiety about my not-so-high IQ.
I’m not really passionate about food. “Tasty” is as thin as paper in my mind.
Peanuts make even less sense.
This morning, it suddenly became clear to me: I’m getting old.
Fried peanuts were something from my childhood—when my parents took me home, we’d run into aunties and uncles on the road, selling them from baskets.
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The plantain leaves remain furled, the lilac buds are tight,
Both face the spring breeze, each with their own sorrow.
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These past few days, I binge-watched Tang Gui 123 and Under One Person.
Under One Person is actually pretty good, not at all worse than Tang Gui.
I complimented my friend a few times. It kind of triggered him—he said, "I thought you finally had free time and were coming to see me!"
I said I was actually considering it and really wanted to go, but then I started watching dramas and realized I had something to do. They're great to watch while eating, and I got too lazy to move.
The shows he wrote are honestly all really good.
In the face of talent, resources and hard work really aren't worth muc
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I thought about why it's hard for me to eat "cakes."
Because others cannot move me with something I do not have.
For example, we middle-aged people have no future. So it's hard for others to move me with the concept of "future."
I never get excited about things I don't have.
What can truly move me is everything I already know, including what I have already lost.
——So I really have no future.
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The emerald mountains are unbrushed, the osmanthus dew is deep, and the golden lotus island is sprinkled with falling petals.
The bright moon hangs low, tired of the fame and fortune.
Raise the cup in silence, hands in the sleeves, old melodies with new tunes.
In the world of fireworks, there is still half of the dealings with me.
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I have a fren who wrote a book called "The Faraway of the Jianghu" before.
I've been thinking these days about whether to go find him.
My fren's book has been written diligently, and out of respect, I haven't read it.
The "Youth Song Series" is one of the few cultivation works where I have read the original — I don't know the author — and I really like it; each generation has its own martial arts world.
In the end, they all died.
Standing at the beginning, looking towards the inevitable end for everyone.
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I love the lake very much, the emerald curtains open a thousand feet. The gentleman walks leisurely, making a thousand trips in a day. All my allied seagulls, after today’s alliance, let us not suspect each other in our comings and goings. Where is the white crane? Try to come along with me.
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I personally really dislike living in Japan. That's of course because I only like the vast and rich China.
Another thing is that I cannot enjoy the same pleasure of inspecting vassal states from the mother country in Japan as I do in Southeast Asia. We all know why everyone likes Southeast Asia; landing in a semi-colonial place makes one feel superior—who wouldn't like that?
But I just personally don't like it, not that I'm out of my mind.
In terms of civilization, public security, and commerce, Japan is certainly excellent.
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As I send flowers by the postman, I entrust them to the person on the hillside.
In Jiangnan, there is nothing to possess, I can only offer a branch of spring.
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I hardly ever cross the river.
Because I've always felt that Xiaoshan isn't really Hangzhou. Linping and Xiasha don't count either. If I'm going to those places, I'd rather go to Haining, Nanxun, Anji, or Fuchun...
Subconsciously, I don't like any place that's called a "new town."
—Without heritage, there is nothing.
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Night hike up Wushan.
I just typed it as Gushan by mistake. There’s not much to night hike on Gushan. Gushan is best climbed during the day, preferably earlier. You can also visit the art museum and the history museum—there’s more of a cultural vibe.
Wushan is suitable for night hikes because it’s full of life. Great food, fun places, and the lights of thousands of homes are all in this area.
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Climbing Gushan at night is my happiness.
With a traditional baked flatbread in hand and a sip of Ningbo bean juice, I take a stroll around the Damalu vegetable market to warm up, and then I can head up the mountain from any entrance. This bit of everyday life is my freedom.
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