Every day is a new exercise

The city is preparing to usher in slightly relaxed anti-epidemic measures. Some industries can provide services to a limited extent. People can go to haircuts and go to work, and then everyone is worried about the issue of food bans. Because dine-in is prohibited, and it is not encouraged to remove masks in the office to eat meals, this will indeed make the wage earners who do not have independent offices lose ground.

Last night we talked about our last meal before the outbreak of the plague. In fact, I really forgot. Fortunately, my daughter remembered the spaghetti she ate at a cafe in Goldstone. At that time, I never thought that Macau would change the next day. In the same way, the ban on meals has also been tightened step by step, and people in the entire city are silently enduring some mistakes that were not made by themselves. For several weeks in a row, the skills that everyone has directly learned is patience and humiliation, and every day is a new practice.

In order to avoid getting into emotional abuse, I automatically ignore the latest news, whether it is the Legislative Council's urgent review of the budget for this year, or the epidemic press conference held every afternoon, I neither watch the live broadcast nor do it. Watch news on your phone. I don't have to see the way those people make their speeches, and I'm not obliged to read them first, though they're important news. I'd rather wait for my journalist friends to sort out all the information, and wait until I'm in a better mood to quietly read various written reports. After all, I won't die or break the law if I read the news a little later. brain!

A friend unfortunately contracted the virus earlier, but has been discharged from the hospital recently. He shared with us various arrangements and physical reactions after being admitted to the hospital, so that we can understand the true side of this disease. Since then, I have thought that the horror of the plague may not lie in the plague itself, but in a kind of mercurial imagination. People's fear is more ferocious than the virus, but in the end, it may be found that many things are simply misapplied. To sum up this incident in the words of a friend: "Since you have been vaccinated, it is not because of illegal behavior that you get sick. Unfortunately, there is nothing you can do to get infected, but this does not mean that the world is not in the future. nervous."

On the surface, the tense atmosphere seems to spread to every corner of the city, but yesterday I went out for the 12th national inspection, and I bought food nearby by the way. They all park their motorcycles on the side of the road to wait for orders, look at these daily routines, and naturally adjust their moods, realizing that the outside world is not as dangerous as others describe it.

Many people say that Macau now has bad luck, and some people will sigh that it is a cycle of feng shui. Before, it developed for no reason, but now it encounters the god of plague for no reason. I'm not a superstitious person, but at this moment I have no objection to this argument. The gambling industry is a partial business, and everything is deliberate. Of course, there are reasons why people have such associations now. Bad luck is really hard to tell, but going through this process may be a lesson for our generation to learn together, and it helps us think about who we should believe and what we should do in the future.

In the past, many people would persuade me to be careful when writing articles, and I have indeed suffered a lot because I didn’t restrain my words more than once, so now I can control my emotions, and I can’t completely ignore the consequences. However, during this period of anti-epidemic, I found that many people who were 10,000 times milder than me had their emotions erupted one after another, and even some friends who had persuaded me not to be too extreme are now full of anger and outbursts. The impact was really profound. Invisible and invisible torture is everywhere. When people are emotional and encounter injustice, it is understandable to write a thousand-word essay to express their views. If everyone can only be silent, and can only see errors, omissions and omissions without seeing them, then again. How is it possible to drive improvement and progress?

The sun has been shining outside recently. If it weren't for the plague, I would definitely go swimming, but now Macau has no such option because it is against the law. Yesterday, a man was prosecuted for driving to the beach, and netizens were talking about it, wondering why he still wanted to do it even though he knew there was a ban.

Life is full of helplessness, and the city is full of contradictions. I hope everyone will cultivate a strong vitality during this period, otherwise it will be more difficult in the future!