In memory of the eDonkey

2011 is destined to be an extraordinary year. On the first day of the holiday, it was like making rice and fermented bean curd, and it was as quiet as the first knuckle of the little finger. QQ slept, I slept, and even 360 slept. The eDonkey, who died and was still alive, suddenly disappeared in the interval between my two crops. There was no "poof", no pockets to pay the property fees for the last quarter, no rain and ghosts crying at night. It brought not only a sense of anger from the toilet in the middle of the night, but also a feeling of being pulled away from life, as if it wasn't me who lost the electric donkey, but the world lost me.

I tried in vain for half an hour in front of the computer trying to find Buffy Season 7, so I wondered if I was the only one left to collect food in my life, and suddenly there was a kind of floating in the gravity-free space, the air was enough to support seven For a second, I silently opened the e-book in my hand and saw the huge "No Panic" written on the first page. "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy", a great book at the end of the 20th century and a great movie at the beginning of the 21st century, has a great spiritual force to guide us to face the various demolitions that will inevitably be encountered in this world.
For example, there is such a comforting exposition at the beginning of it, the content is the Red Book of Earth Travel. Unhappiness has something to do with a little green paper. This is a strange conclusion, because Little Green Paper himself is not unhappy. The calm traveler's tone of this book, like Google's various entries in Hong Kong, caused a huge but subtle psychological impact on a small friend living in the shadow of countless self-righteous certainties, until a certain year that huge The 'no panic' reappeared in front of me, and this time, I was ready to run wild with the melancholy little robot (Marco?).

Today I suspect that Mark's original name is Kierkegaard, because it tells us so sincerely and profoundly that just as calm is productivity, depression is also a nuclear weapon. When the dolphin sings and flies to the starry sky, and countless weapons of destruction are aimed at the earth, thanks to the strange book of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy and its brilliant No Panic slogan, we take a photo like a Tang monk passing by Wuzhuang Temple. Personal ginseng fruit run. Forcible demolition is only meaningful for those who possess and depend on the property. The most powerful professions in the world are not urban management, not Li Gang, not housing management bureaus, or couriers, but Shenma, Fuyun, and passerby. And the passerby armor equipped with melancholy and calmness is the mushroom cloud among the floating clouds, and the pangolin among the passersby.

In this era of Nothing belongs to me, I would like to share with you the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: One day, after defeating the evil Dr. White Mouse, we will no longer be adrift, no longer involved in cosmic wars, no longer unknown As the crowd of truth watched, we would go back to our little house and drink a stout in the muddy garden. Maybe one day we'll travel again, if we can get a new version of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy...

View more about The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy reviews