Missing afternoon tea

Recently, the epidemic has become serious again.
I can't help but miss those freewheeling times.
Wear a mask, just to hide yourself,
Or a way to make yourself more unique.

I want to cry with my sisters,
I want to go abroad to blow the wind and relax my mind,
As long as the time card is good and there is some money in the pocket,
You can make an appointment if you want, and play if you want.

Who knows, our world has suddenly changed,
Everyone has to wear a mask,
Do not wear a mask, but become the focus of everyone,
But it's the kind of halo that will catch the eye.

I didn't like to be clean before.
The only quirk is bed cleanliness,
Go to bed after taking a bath,
I didn't know the epidemic came, and I became a serious paranoia.

The first thing I do when I get home,
After taking off your outdoor clothes, flush to the toilet and wash your hands with soap.
After washing your hands, put on your home clothes,
All food and items that come back from outside have to stay at the entrance first,
After alcohol disinfection,
to return to its exclusive position.

I don't know if it's because I'm renting a suite now.
The moving lines are too clear and clear.
I just became more and more fluffy.

Not used to it,
I want to come to the crying north afternoon tea with my sisters,
You have to look at the number of recent confirmed cases and places of residence first.
Make another decision.

Every day after 2:00 pm,
Be sure to open the LINE of the Ministry of Health and Welfare,
Looking at the numbers of local cases,
Just like the stock market opening.
The daily numbers will always affect everyone's heart.

+0, equal to the daily limit,
Everyone is full of smiles,
Continue to live your usual routine.

If the number of confirmed cases is only in single digits,
Like the stock market consolidation that often occurs,
We still have faith,
Even if the mask accidentally slips under the nose, I don't care.

If the number of confirmed cases reaches double digits,
even increasing day by day,
The original confidence suddenly turned to panic,
The party stopped,
The dinner has stopped.
Even the play schedule was forced to suspend.

Like the stock market going green for several days,
Everyone frowns,
Constantly lamenting the good old days.

That's how people are,
lost,
Only then did I understand that those accustomed lives,
In fact, it needs to be taken care of.

Recently, I especially miss the afternoon tea with my sisters,
Maybe it was because he was ready to cry long ago, but was forced to cancel it.
So lost!

The epidemic will eventually end one day.
I just don't know when it will be,
Maybe next year, maybe the year after,
But what I look forward to more is this year.

During this period of time that has not yet seen the end,
Maybe we can try to find the beauty hidden in it,
Nothing is completely constant,
If you are too attached to the old beauty,
Instead, you will lose hope and joy in life.
The whole person will become boring,
Sleepy for a long time, hurt and sad, really mother soup!