Ah Mo is an indescribably good young man.

"Indescribable" is not a derogatory term, but Ah Mo hates people putting a bunch of adjectives in front of his name, especially "literary", so he doesn't want people to use this kind of thing to describe him.

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Just like labeling, he felt that fake literary youths talked about "literature" all day long, which resulted in true literary youths like him being innocently shot in the fire of public opinion.

There are always stupid people in the world who want to change the world. In fact, not being changed by the world is already a luxury.

So at the age of 23, Ahmad quit his stable, leisurely and well-paying job. On a Monday morning, he threw his resignation letter in his manager's face.

"The world is so big, I want to go out and see it."

"roll!"

Precisely because there are always very few people in the world who can understand us, we are so precious. Just like that, he put on his bicycle and carried his luggage, and Ah Mo resolutely walked towards his "poetry and distance".

The target is Tibet, because it is said to be a place that can purify people's soul.

In fact, Ah Mo has never had a stable, leisurely and well-paying job, and he has no way of throwing his resignation application in the face of his manager.

It's just that he has been happy to build such a preset fantasy for a long time, and he can no longer distinguish between reality and imagination. Fortunately, the bumpy National Highway 318 under his feet seems to be real.

Fortunately, the "distant place" called Tibet is not just my fantasy.

People often ask why Ahmad is not involved in childbirth at such a young age.

Ah Mo thought for a while and replied: "There is more to life than just what you have in front of you, there is also..." Forget it, they won't understand even if you tell me, what else is there to say?

Ah Mo gradually felt that he had nothing to say to these people who were burdened by worldly affairs.

If I had to find one word to describe myself, Ahmad would choose "on the road".

Ah Mo is a good young man on the road.

There are always ignorant people who will ask you where this road leads. [Ah Mo, where is your end point?]

What a stupid question, thought Ahmad.

But even though Ah Mo had rolled his eyes countless times in his heart,

【Are the travel expenses enough?】

[Come back to work after you’ve had enough wandering, the seat on the project team is still reserved for you.]

[Although I don’t understand what Senior Ah Mo is being pretentious about, I feel vaguely that he looks awesome.]

[What is there to see in Tibet? I went there last time on October 1, and it was far worse than Shanghai.]

He has made up his mind to treat the poor common people in this world gently,

【When are you going to come back and play blackmail?】

[The Buried Love Family will always protect Ahmad Oppa!]

[Hey, I’m a big boss now, please stop it in moderation.]

I just left messages one after another to block them, and kept silent without saying anything specific.

I don’t know since when, “going to Tibet to purify the soul” has gradually been regarded as the pretentiousness of young people, and people will only look at it with contempt.

But Ah Mo felt that if I was timid because of these stupid public opinions, then what was the difference between me and those mediocre people.

It is true that if the soul is dirty enough, it will not be cleansed wherever you go.

But the sense of tranquility given to me by the holy white clouds in this Tibetan area is not deceptive.

When my fingertips really touched the thousand-year-old wind and frost on the prayer barrel, the tremor deep in my soul was unmistakable.

At this moment, I felt that this mysterious plateau had completely purified my soul.

Is this a kind of hypocrisy?

If listening to the true inner voice is considered hypocritical, then I would rather struggle in the abyss of hypocrisy.

With such a magical experience, Ah Mo couldn't wait to start running towards new places.

In fact, there is nothing in the distance but distance.

In the distant highland barley land, there is nothing but highland barley.

The farther away you are, the more lonely you are.

Far away, there is nothing but distance.

At this time, stones flew to my side

The stone grew bleeding, and the stone grew seven sisters.

Farther away, standing on a barren grassland.

I was far away at that time,

I was free and poor then.

These sisters who cannot be touched,

This blood cannot be touched.

These untouchable, distant happiness.

The happiness in the distance is so much pain.

It is always like this, behind the wind is the wind.

Above the sky is the sky.

The road ahead is still a road.

Ah Mo sang his own poems alone and stopped his bicycle.

He saw a Tibetan compatriot squatting on the roadside, and he felt that he should go up and ask the other person what help he needed.

What a good young man who is united and friendly, Ah Mo thought silently in his heart.

It wasn't until this Tibetan compatriot took his own tribe and carried away his bicycle and all the gifts, leaving only a wallet, that he suddenly realized.

It turns out that as long as there are people, there is no so-called poetry and distance...

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"Enough! Aren't there enough innocent moans from young people in this world?!" A man angrily threw a CD into the trash can. The move was so big that he almost knocked over the Gundam model on his desk.

Dabai considers himself an artist, a man who should bring his own BGM like Gang Leader Qiao.

"Throw away Rem's bright sadness at a 45-degree angle! The mission of a truly strong person is to bring the joy of art to the world!"

Dabai stubbornly feels that those who think the meaning of life is just to "look at the world" are really empty and boring.

Just like a dog looking for a telephone pole, you may really spend your whole life measuring the world with your feet.

But only animals need to pee everywhere to prove that they have been in this world.

I pee therefore I am?

But we are human!

When the cry "God is dead!" resounds throughout the world, the younger generation no longer believes that the resurrected dead will be reunited with the living.

Together we accept the final judgment. We finally fully realize how short and absurd real life is in this cold universe that has lost the blessings of God.

Fortunately, we are human beings, and fortunately we still have art! Reality may not be perfect, but beautiful art can always compensate us.

Dabai faced the drawing board and swayed the drawing board with bright paint as bright as lacquer.

Of course, the greater the work, the harder it is for the world to understand.

But this does not prevent us from recognizing that eternal art is the only hope for us mortals to achieve immortality.

painter?

Don’t get me wrong, don’t get me wrong, Dabai is not a painter.

Having said so much, in fact, most people define Dabai as a "game developer". It's just that Dabai believes that games are the "ninth art", and it is more appropriate to call himself an artist.

To be honest, Dabai has made some games with small sales in the past.

"Flappy Bird", "2048", "Temple Run", "Arknights", etc., etc., of course cannot be made by Baymax, they are obviously not just "small sales".

Damax just did some minor work based on them, such as "Flappy Pig", such as "4096", and "Temple Run 5".

Hehe, Youdao is "one of the most popular games in the world"~~

However, he often told others that these things were only used to support his family. And his ultimate goal in this life was to make a game that would allow him to die without regrets.

People often ask, what kind of game can allow him to die without regrets?

"..."

He always said: I am still brewing...

A new day has begun, and Dabai feels that those who are used to playing with their mobile phones in the toilet do not know how to cherish time.

Let the fragmented information on mobile phones continue to bombard the poor brains of mortals, Dabai thought as he walked into the toilet.
To be continued...