We are self-indulgent in peeping and speculating about others, because everything feels like an imaginary image. This kind of fiction based on reality is fascinating and greatly satisfies our desire for voyeurism, but when our own life is spied on based on others , imagination is no longer an excuse for comfort, it is absolutely inviolable, even if it is imagined. Therefore, in comparison, teachers still cannot get rid of the mundane world, otherwise, when they see the works of children in the hands of their wives, they will not be so irrational to assume that their wives have been taken into the room by their beloved disciples. Of course, the disciple and the teacher are so similar, and his life will never enter into his works, at most it is only what he sees on the surface. At this moment, the creative talent of the disciple has surpassed the teacher's imagination, and fiction and reality can be confused and subverted with a single pen. In the eyes of the teacher, the student is the son, a brilliant and superior self, a writing genius whose insight is so subtle and dangerous, and a cocoon who is bound by reality and morality so that he cannot express his literary creation, even when he loses everything. When they meet, they will still greet everything with a smile...they never disagree, but only if they don't talk about themselves and everything about themselves...
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