Commentator Chen Si
Although my words are affectionate, my language is really light. I called my mother and stammered for a long time, but only said: I was a little annoyed to stay in the house.
My subtext is that I want to go back to my hometown. But my mother comforted me in a completely different way and wanted to have a good meal in Zhengzhou.
"Home quarantine" for five days, and if you can't order greasy takeaway, you will of course eat healthy and have a good meal.
At night, the windows were densely lit. An alternative order interprets our lost nightlife. There is no love for each other, nor is there any wandering orioles wandering around. The spirit and the body are empty together, only the refrigerator is the fullest, and only it gives people the most secure.
This sense of security comes from certainty, like every bite of dish you swallow, like every day you can count down. For example, keep practicing questions, count down to a college entrance examination, cut fat, count down to marry a certain bride.
and uncertainty are easy to make people uneasy. For example, when will the goddess "blind" fall in love with me, such as Death , when will the sickle raise up to "take my dog's life".
We are deeply feeling this uneasiness in this epidemic.
When will the social surface be cleared? When will dine-in be restored? How can I cross mountains and ridges to meet you instead of being isolated in a hotel?
has no answer, only the signal is looming: the daily nucleic acid test from the 25th to the 29th.
This should mean that our city has entered the sprint stage. We must be inspected and "consciously participated in the inspection", perhaps it is because we ordinary people can do not make much effort at this time.
has been silent for many days. What is needed is no longer just enthusiasm or love. What is tested is no longer just rationality or understanding, and what is relying on is no longer just rules or expectations.
Looking forward to meeting among mountains and rivers, looking forward to smiling each other when taking off your mask, looking forward to embracing each other without a safe distance... Looking forward to gathering with relatives, looking forward to those dormant but firm love in the distance.
Love is the only expectation we can be sure of inconclusive before we survive the winter night.
