“你得了微博社交综合征,这是个不治之症,回家休息吧。”“什么?!医生,我才三十多岁啊!”“唉,这是世界性难题,我也无能为力!”微博社交原来真的是一种病!微博毁了我的生活。清晨,发一条起床微博;堵车时,刷微博;吃饭时,拍照分享美食;心情忧郁,发微博;心情高兴,发微博……我微博粉丝上千,但我很孤独。医嘱上说得明明白白:唯有亲情可以缓解这种症状,但它会伴我一生。我绝望地闭上了眼,接着低头发了条微博:“我得了微博社交综合征,唉,该死的微博!亲,粉我哦!”沮丧地回到家,女儿连忙奔来:“爸爸,你终于到家了!”“怎么这么晚才到家!”妻子嗔怪道。我苦笑着,摇了摇头,进屋刷微博。 “” “What ?! Doctor, I was thirties ah! ” “Oh, this is a worldwide problem, I can do nothing! ”Microblogging social interaction really is a disease! Microblogging ruined my life. In the early morning, we will get a wakeup micro-blog; when we are in traffic jams, weibo weibo; when we eat, we will share food; weary mood, weibo; happy, weibo ... I have thousands of micro-blog fans, but I am lonely. To be clear on the order: Only family can alleviate this symptom, but it will be my life. I closed my eyes desperately, and then low the hair microblogging microblogging: “I got a microblogging social syndrome, alas, damn microblogging! Pro, pink me oh!” Depressed home, my daughter quickly run : “Dad, you finally got home! ” “How come home so late!” His wife 嗔 strange Road. I wry smile, shook his head, into the house brush microblogging.