The first day of the Lunar New Year means a new beginning in my heart, as I often heard when I was a child, the golden dragon is a year older again!

On the first day of the Lunar New Year in 2016, I didn't spend it at home. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info feeling, a lot less feeling.

If I celebrate the New Year at home, I will receive red envelopes from my family early in the morning, play New Year's songs, and eat candy balls, and then go shopping after eating early. Although the flavor of the New Year is not as strong as that of the New Year when I was a child......

Before I went abroad, I felt that there was not much atmosphere in my family for the New Year. However, when I felt the first day of the Lunar New Year in Cambodia, I realized what it means to be truly uneventful. Everything is no different from a normal day, maybe a little more at most. There are no New Year's songs, there are fewer couplets, and there is one less New Year's red. Therefore, in comparison, the New Year at home is still quite atmospheric.

I don't care about the atmosphere, I care about what I have to do on the first day of the new start.

Although Chinese New Year is not a holiday in Cambodia, it is a big holiday in my heart. Therefore, there will still be a big cleaning on Chinese New Year's Eve, and when I go to bed at night, I still don't turn off the lights. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I still play New Year's songs and do what I want to do the most.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year in 2015, I rode "Shining" to the "Window of the World" to play, and a day's journey took up my day, so I was in a hurry, tired and full in 2015.

Because I still believe that the first day of the new year represents the beginning of the new year, and what has been done at the beginning will be what will happen in the following year.

In 2015, I rode my bike for a day on the first day of the Lunar New Year, so in 2015, I often rode my bike for small trips. Even when I went to Cambodia for work, the bike was still going on.

So, in the next year, what do you want to be, then make the first day of the new year the way you want.

You may think that this is superstition, but isn't there also a desire in the New Year's greetings to make things come true? If you don't want to, how can things be done? This has a lot to do with your own mentality.

What will I do on the first day of the new year?

I do all my hobbies. That day is my hobby, my spiritual world!?

At that time, I listened to my favorite New Year's song, which has always had the taste of childhood: the spring breeze blows the mountain flowers for you, the autumn moon accompanies you in the sky, so that the hundred nights are brilliant and infiltrate into the dream, and the winter frost does not come.

New year, new atmosphere, with wishes, happy!

How impulsive I ran away at the beginning, how tired I was on the way back.

Halfway through the day on the first day of the Lunar New Year, I dedicated it to cycling. The other half of the day, helplessly dedicated to a tired nap.

At six o'clock in the morning Phnom Penh time, the alarm clock that had been set on Chinese New Year's Eve dutifully woke me up.

The first feeling after waking up is cold.

The second feeling is sleepy.

The third feeling is that I want to stay in bed.

In the end, the desire to have a new beginning overcame everything. After washing, play the New Year's song on the computer and start writing the first article of the new year......

Because I want to epitome everything I'm going to do in 2016.

After writing the stuff, I'm ready to go out for a ride. It just so happened that Sister Lily was also at the door, and she also sealed a red envelope for me. This is the first red envelope I have received in a foreign country!

Sister Lily asked me what I was going to eat at noon that day, and I originally said that I wanted to eat pork, but I suddenly remembered that I was a vegetarian on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Well, buy greens.

So, I rode out with the task of buying vegetables......

At the time, I was wearing short-sleeved pants and flip flops, and I thought I would return after a bike ride, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

But when I got to the road, I regretted it. The air was cold, and the goosebumps on my hands seemed to tell something. Moreover, the wind is quite strong. Blow it, and my whole body shakes twice. It was like, the coldest day I felt in Cambodia.

Also because of the cold, the sunlight has a faint warmth. It seems that spring came to this tropical play, too.

As I rode my bike, I suddenly had the idea to ride into the distance, because I had heard that there was a pier in the distance, and it was not very far away.

And so, at a thought, I rode into the uncertain distance......

Actually, I didn't want to see the pier, I just wanted to see the tributaries of the Nile.

When I rode to the location of the ancient temple I had ridden to, I thought that pier was not far ahead. I want to go to see the pier first, and then come back to the ancient temple to worship the gods.

I rode forward with the so-called "thought", but after riding for a long time, I still didn't see the pier, but the tributary of the Nile was not far from the roadside. It should be close, close, and that's how I convince myself to keep riding.

The longer I ride, the more physical exertion I have, and the return trip will naturally be tiring. What's more, I don't know how far I'll have to ride to get there.

By accident, I saw the English on the road sign, probably too fast, I thought it was the English of the Nile. It says that there are still nine kilometers left, and it stands to reason that nine kilometers is also time-consuming and physically demanding. However, I just wanted to go and see the pier, completely ignoring the difficulties of the return trip and the task of buying groceries, and continued to ride to the unknown distance.

I'm still a Sagittarius who is so eager to be far away......

There is a voice in my heart: everything needs to be measured, and we can't rush forward one by one. Giving up at the right time is also wisdom.

I continued to ride, and my strength was already in a semi-exhausted state. And when I finally saw another road sign, and I could clearly see that the English on the road sign was the English of the Nile, I was stunned, and the road sign said twenty-five kilometers.

In other words, I misread the road sign that says nine kilometers. Finally sobered up......

Rein in the precipice and ride back immediately.

However, the headwind was hitting me, making my physical strength depleted faster. So what, the path you choose, you bear the consequences.

Heaven still loves me. Because on the way back, I saw empty meadows on the side of the road that were relatively close to the tributaries of the Nile. I immediately rode in and saw it, and it felt great!

That's the view I wanted......

The wish of the heart, the dream is also true!

I've traveled a lot, but at least I've achieved my goal. Whew, leave a selfie and return happily.

The way back, very far. Although it seems that it is not far away, the physical strength gives me the feeling that there is still a long way to go. That morning, I hadn't even drunk a drop of water, but it took so much energy......

Perhaps, unconsciously, there has been a new breakthrough in physical strength.

In order to get the food before lunch, I have already put it together. Both legs are numb......

I've never tried to rush to the grocery shopping so hard, but I'm happy inside. There is pay, there is gain.

Whew, after lunch, I was so exhausted that I could fall asleep as soon as I lay down......

During the day on the first day of the new year, so, it passed.

If you find the meaning you want, even if you are tired on the way back, it is worth being happy.

On the day of the New Year's holiday, there is at least a little bit of the feeling of the first day of the New Year.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the second day of the Lunar New Year no longer looks like the second day of the Lunar New Year.

On the day of the third day of the Lunar New Year, the third day of the Lunar New Year no longer looks like a New Year.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, there was a question: Is it the Chinese New Year?

That month, it was very busy to talk about, not busy or busy, very stressful to say, not too stressful to say. I don't know if it's really not a lot of pressure, or if my ability to withstand pressure has improved......

In the first few days of the new year, the first bell that pulls me back from my dreams every morning: Love, is it uncountable, why do I still believe in it...... It's not a lone ranger...... I'm waiting for someone, waiting for my eternity, telling me that love doesn't go alone, don't be afraid......

I opened my eyes slightly, picked up my phone and pressed it gently. Then, go back to sleep......

The second bell that prevented me from falling asleep again rang twenty minutes later, and it was a refreshing sound with the scent of spring, birds, running water...... Flowers...... Whew, no floral scent...... Open your eyes again, pick up your phone and press it gently. Then, go back to sleep......

The third bell that woke me up to face reality rang again twenty minutes later: Come with me if you forgot your name, now let us worship happiness, please follow me when you have laid down your baggage, and spread the word to build a happy era......

Reluctantly opened his eyes, picked up the phone and pressed it weakly, and then, fell asleep for a while......

Sleep and sleep, and when there are fifteen minutes before the start of work, I lazily drag my listless body to repeat the "normal things" that I have to do every day.

When did I start up, I was no longer afraid of being late.

Stepping on the sun that is almost eight o'clock, against the blue sky that does not feel blue, breathing the air that has forgotten its preciousness, slowly walking towards the office......

Pressing the fingerprint that had already shown 8:03, I was slightly disappointed, and began to work without motivation.

Why is there no motivation? I don't know, it's just that I don't feel a sense of reality in my heart.

Special, special, good to reminisce about the days of riding "shiny" everywhere. It seems that at that time, I was much happier than I was at that time.

This kind of happy comparison makes me like what if: if I continue those days in China, will I feel a little more weight in my purse? Will I ride "Shining" to pick up memories where there are memories? Will I see the person I want to meet?

"What if" is a fruit that you want to eat but can't eat, and once you eat it, you will be easily disappointed. So, just think about it.

Maybe soon, I'll go back. But even if I go back, will I be happy?

Did Heaven reserve an answer for me? Guess it's a long trouble......

Folding wings is a precipitation that cannot fly.

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