Reproduced over a very rational article, in fact, not a great scourge online games, games is to allow people to entertainment, is the person playing the game, but if you become a game for people, then there must be people's fault. Especially the adults even more so.
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I am a network game blind. or only know a few days before online games referred to as quotation marks indicate for the title. inadvertently advertising the game.
human world, the devil world, the devil and the beast of the world, people eat the human world, Space World ,......< br > No matter what game, after all, people play it, if the person playing the game, and that the main reason should be the people, the environment can affect people, but the determining factor is the people themselves.
I am addicted to nothing, because a there is a rational normal.
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my son, is the Northwest a sophomore in 211 key universities, young computer enthusiasts, addicted to computer games, particularly fighting like riding in the Now, the situation is worrying ,...... can not speak with him since, and in this, talk about a father's heart, I wish he could see some touches, but also want to have a similar experience as the children as a warning, lost and found, to take their own path in life, following the documentary, due to various reasons, some place names, school name will be withheld, please understand!
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day home Phone breath sounds. turned out to be the son of university teachers are calling to tell his son performed poorly in school, parents want to meet the education. received a phone call later, quickly contact with his son, he has a cell phone. However, the phone off, may be in class, other things may not turn many times to contact unsuccessful, decided to take a look.
due to the North from the South, hundreds of miles apart, the last time he went to college, and only went to his mother.
This time, I had to take a trip, first to visit, the second is to solve the problem.
in the afternoon, the plane made a smooth landing at the airport on the capital city of northwest. The airport, about 50 km from the city, is the bus have 25 yuan, 100 yuan will need to play more to get to the city, after the voyage, and finally to the old campus of the school to know before they moved to a new campus. all the way to ask a bid to take the school campus in the new and old shuttle between the results, the school does not train, but prepared for the traffic between the teacher's car, the approaching evening, the teacher did not go about 40 kilometers from the new campus, there is no school can take the car. < br> asked a few people, a good old teacher told me that place very far from the city, and now the school has no car. out there is no direct train, for cheap, you can take away some 322 bus, call , but also a little cheaper.
out of the gate, tell people not familiar with the street truck, one wish, that slowly the bus, what time will reach the destination, umbrella bag Moreover, a look that outsiders would not have encountered the danger of thieves. plus it was late to the temporary change to become a taxi.
get the brother of a young taxi, and asked him know XX New Campus ? he said yes. it all the way to the West. originally only 40 km away, because of this the brother do not know the location of the new campus of the University, he pulled me into University City, did not find, all the way to call and ask passers-by, a lot of wasted time, and take a lot of detours, is also estimated with the first and last time I visited the suburbs, about 80 kilometers to go, stop and go, stop-go. time to 6 pm later, and finally to the campus of the University of XX, suddenly overjoyed. the face of so many innocent way and time, it's brother is also guilty to only charge me 100 dollars, (actually only 60), the table shows about 130 yuan, and 10 yuan toll.
get off, marching night, feeling the cold northern winter night, with his son to see the joy in the distance, into the new campus.
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