Enough stops, so move on......

I tried to write for five days over there, and my mood was very messy, and I didn't know how to vent all kinds of emotions. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info If it's in China, I can read books......

But because there are no books I like to read, I can't calm my mind by reading books. I'm restless, I'm impetuous, I'm happy and sad anymore......

I hid in the bathroom after work for a few nights, but no matter how much I encouraged myself and tried to make myself happy through narcissism, it was all for naught. I just stood in the bathroom for an hour stupidly, and I didn't do anything, and the time just went by boringly......

I kept posting a lot of things, but even though I seemed to be happy in the story, I wasn't happy at all......

I'm beginning to understand the melancholy of some big stars, although they seem to be very popular in the eyes of others, and they are not short of money, eat well, and live well, but in their own hearts, they still feel that something important is missing...... In other words, they are rich on the surface, but they are very poor on the inside. So, it's easy to be depressed.

Yes, I don't have a book to read, and I feel that the world is missing a lot of color. But even if I have books to read, will I be happy? Huh, in China, I can often see books, but I am not always unhappy.

So what does that mean? Well, yes, I like to make excuses for myself......

Maybe the reason I'm unhappy is because I don't get taken seriously. I grew up under the doting of my aunt and uncle, who regarded me as a pearl in the palm of my hand, so I am particularly sensitive to the word "value".

But as I grew up, I found that it was not only me who wanted to be valued, but many people wanted to be valued. And I, on the other hand, won't give, so it's doomed that I won't get. That's the difference between what I'm talking about and what others are talking about.

Others can attract a lot of comments from friends with just a simple sentence, but I, who often rack my brains to post some sensationalist talks, are often empty. The real audience, as if I was the only one, was watching my own silly performance.

However, this is no longer a factor that causes me to be sad. Perhaps the real thing that caused my sadness was the lack of a partner......

If I have a partner, I can call her often, I can draw for her often, I can write and sing to her often, and I can even take her to play if I have the chance......

But I didn't......

A partner is a partner, and it doesn't feel like someone else can replace it. It's like the feeling that my uncle and aunt give me is sacred and irreplaceable. Everyone's role has its fixed feeling, if my relatives can give me the feeling of being in love, what else can I fall in love? Therefore, there is a difference between family affection and love. But, no less important.

So, I was stuck in this contradiction for five days. It's not something I deliberately want to think about, when I'm in China, it's also a sudden mess, but in China, I can read my favorite books and let myself read them, but there, I don't have a favorite book to read......

So, I anesthetized my sadness by going to work during the day, so that I could leave work early and normally.

Well, it does. I am more engaged in going to work during the day, and I don't have much sad time. But when I got off work, it was still the same way I didn't want to see it......

Whew, five days, it seems a little short, and it seems a little long......

Although I was messy for five days, I also grew in those five days. At work, I was able to get started a little faster than I expected, and it was all forced!

The sadness I wrote is actually not a big problem, just some small emotions. This shows that the vitality in life is more durable, not the turbulence of big ups and downs, but the flood of small emotions.

On the afternoon before the holiday, I took a look at the old king of Cambodia. He said something I really like: Cambodians are naughty children, including me.

Because, too, I am a child, a playful child. Perhaps, there is an attraction in this darkness, which allows me to have an encounter with that country.

The people of that country are very good at living, for example, enjoying themselves. Because it's tropical, the weather is on the hot side, so they will buy some ice cubes to go back, buy a bottle of Coke, and then pour the ice cubes into the Coke to drink, that kind of cold taste, it is definitely a treat!

Also, every Sunday there will be a holiday, and they will buy a beer and get together to chat and drink to have a good holiday.

I was actually very surprised to see them enjoy it so well, after all, Cambodia's economic level is relatively backward, but they still enjoy life, which is rare. Moreover, I think that it is meaningful for people to live hard and enjoy living while living.

I'm also a very enjoyable person, so I really like the way they enjoy it.

The alarm went off at six o'clock on the morning of the first day of the holiday, and I felt as if it was raining, so I didn't get up and chose to go back to sleep.

When the alarm went off at seven o'clock, I got up and looked out the window at the sky, it was gray. But at least, it didn't rain......

The plan for that day was to go to the palace in Phnom Penh. So, since you choose to set off, you have to go through thick and thin, not to mention, there is no rain.

After everything was ready, I set off on the "Daikoku" in my favorite state!

I'm not afraid of getting lost, just like I'm riding a "shining" around in Shenzhen, I'm not afraid of getting lost......

It seems that in my heart, I don't feel that country is strange at all, and the feeling of riding on the road is very natural. Despite those roads, I didn't go at all......

After arriving at the palace, whew, it was not opened. Maybe it's because of the Day of the Dead, and more people go to temples everywhere to worship.

There are a lot of women who wear white shirts and black dresses, and at first I thought they had such a hobby. It turned out that it was also because it was the Day of the Dead.

The Day of the Dead there is similar to the Qingming Festival in China. As a Chinese, I only spent it as if it was a weekend holiday.

Although the palace is not open on that day, it is nice to take pictures outside the palace! Especially the pigeons, there are so many! Sometimes when a flock of pigeons flies down from the top of the palace, wow! That scene, if you can capture it with a camera, is really spectacular!

Whew, it's okay, I'll go again in a few days.

Actually, I went out that day for another reason, I wanted to buy some apples and eat them back.

I don't know why, as soon as I arrived in that country, I didn't like to eat fruits. Sometimes when I see an apple, I feel like I'm drooling, it's so special!

In the same way, lunch was still eaten on the fifth floor of Suriya, and the waitress was still smiling so cutely at me......

The small emotions in life can sometimes be so chaotic that people lose the motivation to move forward and thus wander. But, there's no need to rush. Perhaps, when you stop for a while, you will feel a different feeling, and see scenery that you have never seen seriously......

Sober up, stop enough, and move on.

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