Don't underestimate a young person's potential.

    (It's been a long time since I've written anything. Anyway, this is just an expression of my feelings—it's about the issue, not the person. Reality is cruel; if you don't work hard, you'll lose. I hope couples in love cherish each other. That's all. I wish everyone a wonderful university life. I'm writing this to commemorate my soon-to-be-gone freshman year.)

    Don't underestimate a young person's potential

    ; who will write it down? Only memories remain, years have passed. ————Epigraph

    In this world, there is a measure of wealth called money, and many things are overturned by money. In reality, there is a type of person called woman, and money dominates a woman's life, thus becoming the standard for judging a man's worth.

    I can only say that couples in love now aren't talking about feelings, but about a material thing called money. In the eyes of most women, money has overturned everything. To such women, I want to tell you: you are making the cheapest possible transaction with your youth and money. We are not second-generation rich or second-generation officials. So we are poor now. However, our current poverty doesn't mean we will remain poor in the future; we are also striving. As men, we also want to give the girls we love happiness and a better life for them, because we too have love. But in reality, most of our love is overshadowed by money.

    Our youth is a time of youthful exuberance and carefree abandon, a time when loneliness is inevitable, even without heartbreak. In those days of overflowing youthful passion, loneliness is unforgivable. Faced with a sudden infatuation, we mistakenly believe it's the love we've been pursuing our whole lives. We go crazy for it, we fight for her, we do our best to create the life she desires. As men, we bear all the burdens alone. Even with the greatest difficulties, we swallow our pain, because we don't want our beloved girls to worry about us. But in the end, you still chose to leave, simply because I can't give you the happiness you want now. You said you'd get nothing from being with me, even if he doesn't love you, but in the end, you'd get what you want. This is my love, the love I once cherished and treasured like my own life. This love, like a moth drawn to a flame, a suicidal act, ultimately couldn't withstand the test of money.

    In the world of love, money can't overcome everything. To those women who chase after money and fame, I want to tell you: you don't understand men, and you especially don't understand those men who aren't born into wealth or power and are still penniless. We also have love, but our love has nothing to do with you. Once upon a time, I naively believed that vows would last until the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled, that all departures, except death, were betrayals. Only later did I realize that between two people in love, given a reason, either one can be the first to turn away. At the age of twenty, I understood this truth, and it's etched into my memory.

    Everyone has their own love, and everyone has their own view of love. Perhaps some will argue that what I've said is too one-sided, too extreme. I don't deny that, but the people and events I've described truly exist; it's just that you're not the protagonist of the story, that's all. As a man, being dumped by a woman is shameful, but he certainly has that right. Likewise, we have the power to make them regret it.

    Finally, a word to those women who abandon love for money: Don't underestimate a young man's potential.