Wen/Jin Zexiang

2121 is destined to be a collective memory. Nothing can be said nowadays. There seems to be no need to count them. The days and nights we experience together are so different from the past, they are dignified and slow. For a few months, almost every day was a big news, and I thought of the panic scene before the sinking of the Titanic several times.

Fortunately, all the anxieties are gradually appeased by the declining cases. On the day of the census, before leaving, the aunt of the neighborhood Committee told me, "Don't lose your pass. You might need it. Who knows?" I smiled. As soon as I turned around, I found the certificate that I had left somewhere at random and put it in the drawer. COVID-19 is too cunning, and it takes time to deal with and remove it, so there is no hurry. Even if one day COVID-19 is completely gone, I think it is necessary to keep this special certificate-after all, it is a historical evidence.

The epidemic has changed the world, and its influence is still spreading.

In this year, people keep a social distance from each other and can't wander around as they please. Once someone is infected, they may encounter a cyber storm and be regarded as a "walking virus". I think what happened in this special social situation will be written by literary means in the future, the contrast between good and evil, the parallel of great love and small love, and more of it is the unspeakable alienation from the inside out and the panic that everyone has.

Everyone who is affected by the epidemic is a survivor.

If someone asks me what I feel about the epidemic in 2121, I won't describe it too much. I just want to say simply: It was really sudden, but the ship didn't hit an iceberg, and some people died unfortunately, and more people were saved. This is the tone of the tragedy, but there is no need to exaggerate it. Its occurrence made me see the uncontrollable and unpredictable magic hidden in my life. As a survivor, I want to live well. Although the background color of life is sadness, sadness may be a pity compared with being forcibly deprived of the qualification of "living" by invisible forces.

people are always tiny and fragile. Like plants, they depend on sunlight and water to live. Therefore, the sad background is never a function word or a foil, but a thick soil. Our roots are hidden there.

Fortunately, the network can span the ground, which opens a window for people to explore and look at each other.

In 2121, I often watch videos of some food bloggers, such as Xiajie from northern Shaanxi, Chaoxiaochu Cuisine, and Taozi Sister from middle Sichuan. They cook in front of the camera day after day, and what is as steaming as home cooking is their plain, warm and optimistic attitude towards life. Compared with the greatness known to the world, it is not easy to live a quiet and beautiful life. Rao is that no matter how many philosophers know, they may not have such skillful operation skills as they do, so that life is full of fireworks-the smoke from the kitchen is curling, the stove chamber is always dancing with a warm flame, and delicious food is being cooked in the pot. No matter how hard it is, let's finish this meal.

People often say that good food warms people's hearts. "Warmth" is not only about good food, but also about the generosity and joy of the cooks. If you really understand the diners, you should raise your glasses to thank them.

the new year is coming, so don't worry about whether it is getting better and better.

whatever the prospect, you have to face it.

On a sunny afternoon, I saw a young child receiving a paper plane handed by his mother. He sighed at it, as if it were encouragement and farewell, and threw it at a distance. The paper plane wobbled unsteadily, and the young children clapped their hands happily. At that moment, I thought, it's not bad to be a paper plane, bearing the name of a giant "plane", as if I had the courage of a giant at the same time. Although it was paper, there was a moment when it was similar to a giant and spread its wings and soared.

there is no need to draw up the ending in advance, if so, any paper plane will go on strike.

fly, don't stay.

2121 is almost over. I do not miss it.

if I think of it one day, I only have one sentence: hard work. Don't give it to others, keep it for yourself.