I am currently sitting on the high-speed train going to BJ, trying to type for a while, but I am very dizzy now.
Moreover, my network is disconnected from time to time, making it impossible for me to send messages even if I want to.
The elder brother next to me started to fall asleep five minutes after driving, snoring loudly and accompanied by respiratory murmurs.
I had no choice but to change my seat, but I could still vaguely hear the vague sound...
I'm going to collapse.
provoke!
I don’t care, I just say mess with you!
Slightly, slightly, slightly...
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After writing the above words, I was silent for a long time before continuing to write.
I had some doubts about whether my mental state was normal, but after thinking about it, I felt that there wasn't much of a problem.
So just keep it! (omitted...
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I tried to grab tickets on a certain ticket purchasing platform app for three days, but in the end I still couldn’t get a direct ticket. I finally bought a transfer high-speed rail ticket at 1 o’clock in the morning this morning.
Then I was bitten by a mosquito at night and didn’t fall asleep until three o’clock!
Ahhhhh.
The situation is constant, but so far it is going smoothly. I got up early to pick up the paper report and took a taxi to the high-speed rail station.
I said goodbye to my family and got into the car alone, starting my day and a half journey of struggle.
On the high-speed train, I watched the mountains pass by and watched the repeated changes from city to village to city again.
How should I put it, it feels a bit strange.
It's not that I'm unfamiliar with this scene, but I'm a little unfamiliar with the scene in front of me that doesn't have any trace of whiteness.
After thinking about it, I haven't seen snow for a long time.
Maybe, it was two years, maybe three years. I can’t remember clearly, and I’m too lazy to calculate.
Or maybe it’s just that you’re so far away from home that you start to miss the sights you’re used to seeing.
I want to see snow.
But even though I say that, I chose the path myself, so I don’t feel very uncomfortable, and I don’t have much regret.
It's just that somewhere in the bottom of my heart, I feel for this kind of life.