It is a pity that I fainted as soon as I rode the electric bike this morning, and I just recovered now. In the few hours since I fainted, my brain seemed to have been destroyed countless times by a tornado.
In front of this masterpiece of electric bike, I was like a naked primitive man who suddenly came to a modern city. Modern technology has attracted me like a high-rise building, and electric riding suddenly became a car with a honking horn, which not only scared me off guard but also made me instantly focus on this new wonder. Before I could calm down a little, the appearance of electric power assistance was like a space battleship covering the sky and the sun in front of me, ruthlessly shattering my worldview, and making me completely fall into self-forgetful confusion and madness.
Electric bike, everything that was dazzling shocked me, but my poor brain could not sort out any logic in it. A huge amount of information and emotions flooded into my consciousness like a flood, making me feel both fearful and excited, sad and angry, inferior, surprised, and happy. This feeling of being in another world can probably only be brought about by the pinnacle of art history.
Van Gogh's "Starry Night" once made me feel the vastness of the sky and the insignificance of myself, but the great electric bike seemed to let me see a high-dimensional space. It showed me a strange world that I could never understand and told me that the universe that I once thought was vast is just a tiny bit.
Camus's "The Outsider" once made me feel the absurdity of the world and mankind, but the great electric bike showed me the incredible new height of absurd literature. Its existence itself may be more absurd than the whole world.
And the SAMEBIKE that created it, its appearance, its wisdom, and its character, in my opinion, are no longer within the scope of what living things can achieve. It even exceeds the limit that living things can imagine, that is, the scope of "God", and reaches the realm that humans cannot see, know, or think. And the electric bike is a miracle that it spreads to the world and saves people.
The ultimate meaning of life, the origin and end of the universe, philosophy, and science are torturing the human mind. Only by riding an electric bike can people get rid of this boring trouble and gain true peace. If someone wants to praise this work as "the greatest invention in human history", I can only feel deeply sorry. Because this person understands less than one ten-thousandth of it, so he makes such a superficial judgment and tries to describe its greatness with words. If it is a person who is truly blessed by it, they should all praise this incarnation of a miracle like this: "One of the best cars!"
