It is the end of the year again, and it should be the time to make a year-end summary. It is already a second-tier line, so naturally there is no need to make a boring work summary, but ordinary life also needs to be summarized.
However, not only this year, but even in the past three years, I can't remember anything that makes me happy.
Life has been torn to pieces by the epidemic, and the normal order of life has been completely disrupted. Endless epidemic prevention, nucleic acid, blockade, silence, and constantly devour precious time.
At this time, I only remembered one word "living". Isn’t this kind of lifestyle just a survival for most people?
I remembered a sentence from Zhuge Liang in the famous "Memorial of the Emperor": I am a commoner, and I work hard in Nanyang , and I live my life in troubled times, and I do not seek to be heard and gained from the princes.
Using this sentence, my current state is: I am the people, retreating to the second line, living a life under the epidemic, not seeking poetry and distant places.
Looking back on these three years of life, it can be described as boring. What kind of life is this?
dare not go out easily. Every time I go out, I am fully armed, walking on the street, suspicious and worried, watching everyone carrying the virus .
dare not go out for parties. Every day, go east, find a place where no one is, and then go home quickly. Wash your hands, disinfect them after you get home, and look forward to it.
Don’t dare to go to a hotel, go to a shopping mall, go on a trip, don’t dare to go back to your hometown, don’t dare to...
Many things are not that I don’t want to do, but that I can’t do them at all.
The son has reached the age to talk about marriage and has a girlfriend. We both decided to meet.
Just decided to go, but suddenly announced that the city was closed and silent, and even the community could not be out. This letter lasted for about ten days. After finally waiting for the understanding of Feng, my son called and said: There is also an epidemic there, and it takes five days of silence!
The distance of 150 kilometers is nothing. However, today when the epidemic is raging, it has become the end of the world for us.
The last time my son went home was the Dragon Boat Festival. It has been six months in a flash, but he can't go home once. Their unit stipulates that those who leave the local area must be isolated for three days after returning.
A life where you can’t do anything and dare not do anything is just a matter of living?
is now released, and it seems that there are no more restrictions. However, the large-scale sunshine of relatives, friends and colleagues makes my heart even more restless.
In recent years, except for nucleic acid companies, pharmaceutical companies, and those who make masks have made a fortune, is there anyone living a comfortable life?
Now, I dare not think about anything, and I don’t think about anything. I just hope that my relatives and friends will be safe and sound. Even if I live, I can see that day coming.
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