(Text on July 30th. Continues from the article on Time.)

I noticed that everyone seems to be motion sick...

There seems to be a painting called "The Last Supper".

If you want to update every day, you can't be lazy.

After writing the text, I’m afraid I’ll be out of food again.

"Money can't buy it, but I'm willing to do it."

"Although there are thousands of people, I will go."

"Even though he died nine times, he still has no regrets."

I quite like these sentences.

Sometimes I think it’s okay not to be understood.

A sentence comes to mind: If people understand you, then you have to be as ordinary as you can be.

No matter what the result is, if you work hard, you will be worthy of yourself.

At this point in time, I can no longer go to the store I visited a few days ago. Let’s find another one.

Malatang. This clerk... this accent...

He can't be a fellow countryman, right?

"When a fellow villager meets a fellow villager, tears well up in his eyes."

We are strangers in a foreign land...

"What to add?"

"casual."

Suddenly I remembered that Ah Pi and Maomao were also from the same hometown.

The store is okay, but there are a lot of flies.

"The falling clouds and the solitary owl fly together"...

Come next time, let’s eat cold noodles (I just learned there are cold noodles).

I miss the cold noodles of my hometown.

Eating Malatang in the summer of 30 degrees is really...

Adding fuel to the fire.

Hmm... I guess I am also the last customer here.

It's a bit urgent (I'm afraid of delaying others' closing).

(Mother said to her son)

Can you listen to me? Have you been watching for several hours? If you look at it again, your eyes will be damaged. If your eyes are damaged, you will not be able to see your mother!

When compiling this part, a lot of content was omitted. For example, the details of the dialogue.

What increases is my lingering sadness: life is indeed limited everywhere.

If God really loves the world, why would he need to dictate what health is?

Even if the body is one's own, it is never free.

The child’s father asked me: Is it hot?

(Speaking, turning on the fan)

(Coming from the back room) Did you give me the money?

Me: Well... I paid for it... (I'm used to paying the bill before meals)

Child’s father: It’s okay, that’s the person she was talking about (narration).

I couldn't find a trash can. So I was going to take away the used napkins and throw them away.

Before I left, I took a look at the fan that was turned on for me, but I couldn't find a way to turn it off.

There are two ropes, one controls the wind force and the other controls the direction.

"It's okay, we just come!"

After I left the house, I remembered that the person responsible for turning off the fan should be the 0 position of the wind knob.

dividing line.

Interlude:

That guy, the local guy who collected the bottles.

Even though I didn’t understand the local dialect, I still heard the two parties “discussing” for a long time whether 10 bottles cost $16 or $15.

A dime, hey.

In this world, there are always people suffering, and there are always creatures suffering.

Thinking of the song "no differences".

(There are two versions, aimee's and mizuki's)

"Everything in the world is bustling for profit. Everything in the world is bustling for profit."

While taking a walk, I sent a mantis back to the grass from Central Avenue.

This time it only took tens of seconds,

It barely struggled.

I was wondering if there would be food in the grass.

The next second.

food.

Food...isn't it also life?

If you step on a willow leaf while walking, you will scare yourself.

I'm afraid it's a praying mantis.

Other insects are rarely seen in the middle of the road.

Warning, walking on thin ice.
Chapter completed!