Fellow Travelers 

Today, with a rare moment of leisure, I decided to surf the internet.

During this "digital archaeology" expedition, I stumbled upon many once-active "communities" and familiar names from the past.

These discoveries were like gathering forgotten seashells along the river of time—each one carrying memories and emotions of days gone by.

I couldn’t help but sigh: We were once fellow travelers, so why have we all gone our separate ways now?

Following the threads of memory, I tried logging into those once-bustling forums. Yet, what greeted me was desolation and silence...

Some sites had stagnated after their admins went offline, while others had gradually faded due to neglect. The sight before me was like a forgotten land, now nothing but ruins.

It resembled an abandoned city, where once-busy streets echoed only with the wind.

Looking back, some had poured enormous effort into advancing TS/TRS in China. Their contributions, though modest, carried profound significance, influencing those who came after.

Like a seed stubbornly sprouting in barren soil, it might one day blossom into something beautiful.

In contrast, those who only flaunted others' achievements while contributing nothing were like parasites, gnawing at the roots of the community—consuming resources and trampling on the labor of the diligent.

Others put on pretentious airs, their actions not for the forum’s betterment, but rather a sinister release. They showed no respect for creators, brazenly trampling on intellectual property.

"Eventually, all fell silent. This once-thriving land is now a wasteland. Those who hid behind deceitful masks truly ‘distinguished themselves’ with such ‘meritorious service.’"

Ah, the internet! Like a mirror, it reflects both the light and darkness in humanity. It can unite like-minded souls to create beauty, yet it also lays bare the selfishness and indifference in people’s hearts.

Peering into human nature through the internet, its ugliness and shadow chill one to the bone.