worried that the result of watching a movie tonight would not be so good.
It’s just that this worry is wrong, just like I’ve always been worried, or I’m afraid to face it, and I don’t want to deal with things at work. Sometimes there are many things, when you go further, others may not take a step forward, until the tip of your nose is facing each other and your four eyes are looking at each other. It can be said that if you lose anything, you can't lose momentum.
Accompanying colleagues to the hospital in the evening, her lover will have surgery tomorrow morning, a simple cataract operation, but "life is a rare companion", in a small operation, for anyone who accompanies him for a long time, after all, it is more than anything else. Big. I hold her ground soy milk, which is their breakfast tomorrow. No lukewarm, my colleague said to drink it tomorrow morning. I made a soft "oh" to indicate that I heard it. When the HZ was elevated, it swooped and found that the traffic in the city was congested and panicked. If I stood at the intersection at that time, I would probably squat and be overwhelmed. Just like at school, I either went to the classroom early and waited, or waited for the bell to ring before entering the building—but I would never go in at the exact time of get out of class. I was afraid of the oncoming crowd and worried that I would trip over. , although he is not so weak.
My colleague, who is in his 60s this year, signed up for the driver's license test, and proudly told me that he was the oldest. I was also lazy when I went to HZ today. When I went, I let her drive. In fact, she also likes to drive. It just so happened that I also prefer to be in a daze by car.
I am not familiar with the roads of HZ, and I have never been used to memorizing the names of the roads, but I like to memorize the tangible things that exist in specific spaces.
Driving back alone, a Mazda lurched in front of me for a long time, and I honked its horn whether it was night or not, because I was almost going to hit it.
The elevated highway after the evening rush hour is relatively smooth, so I will find that the speed is going up without realizing it, and the same will be true on the highway behind.
The mood is not very good, because of me, after all, I can't escape the word "love", and I can't just limit myself to love so safely. I often remind myself that people exist not only for "love", but if I were to sort them, "family", "friendship", and "love" would be without thinking. But it's just that, often on the top of the latter two, there are too many somersaults, and I still don't wake up.
Back at work, it was already more than 7:50. The way back seems to be much faster, just like the way home from going out. When I was driving alone, I thought of my colleague again. What kind of spirit should I learn from her?
Of course, driving distracted is a very terrifying thing, not only for being irresponsible to oneself. At an intersection before, there was one time when distracted, and the red light just went forward.
After reading "Legend of Horse Racing", I found that I have been looking for examples of feminism to let myself feel. In fact, there are many people around me: such as the boss lady, such as this colleague.
Of course, in the process of watching, I did not think of feminism, this statement. Even, in the eyes of most people, when it comes to doctrine, it is always accustomed to practice with radicals and other times. After reading "The Game", I broke such a thinking.
Sometimes people's struggles do not need vigorous confrontation, perseverance can bring people more strength.
When I thought about the past, in order to find "Fantasy of Development", I traveled all over the school's main hall, as well as several colleges in charge, running around all afternoon, and when I waited for the copied manuscript in my hand, I felt so at ease. After that, I remembered the book "The Living Room is the Factory", which I only read a little bit last year. The former mentioned that in the calculation of GDP, women's contribution to the development of the family was ignored, because this kind of contribution has become the reproduction of human beings from generation to generation. It is a habit that few people take care of the economic value generated during the period. The latter shows more directly how women strive to reflect their struggles and hardships while taking care of their families. This kind of private workshop-like factory has already touched on when I went to Jiangsu last year. Because of the different roles, the host will naturally tell you that their mode of operation even becomes a feature of their competition with others.
It's too far off topic.
Talking about it recently, maybe by coincidence, in Xiao Ming's diary today, I saw Penny's alarm clock playing back, what her childhood father told her: "Don't let them fool you, darling. It's not whether they think we won, it's whether we think we won. You run your race, Penny. "
The insistence after that became the whole film line, until before the last game, Penny stroked Big Red and said: "I realized something, I already won. I made it here. I didn't quit. I' ve run my race. (I figured it out, I've won. I've come this far and never gave up. I ran my race.)"
What a natural echo, at Penny's lover from wanting her to end the race, By the time she admitted at the dance that she had read about the qualities she lacked, Penny had finally understood what kind of passion was driving her.
Really sometimes, the key is not how others judge us, but how we judge ourselves. Then, returning to our own life, how much evaluation do we give to others, how much respect we give to others, how much understanding we give to others, and at the same time have we taken care of ourselves, and are we still living in the evaluation given by others?
So do you still remember this verse from the Age of Enlightenment: Wildfires can't be burnt out, but spring breezes are born again!
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