Today is January 27, 2020. Well, it is the seventh day after my holiday and the third day of the Lunar New Year...

The holiday is half over, but there is no New Year atmosphere. I don’t even think I am celebrating the New Year, but it’s just a short holiday.

This year is really unhappy...

The shadow brought by the new coronavirus has dimmed the redness of the Spring Festival...

A series of influences dominated my itinerary during the Spring Festival holiday: living room-kitchen-toilet-bedroom.

However, on the afternoon of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the weather in Shenzhen was pretty good, and the cold air was not raging here, so our family slowly walked to the "March Wind" and was considered a "good luck".

Well, I only went out for a walk that afternoon, and the rest were all staying at home, doing TV shows, playing with mobile phones, etc.

Yes, it's boring...

But, I can write something too...

But, I don't feel like writing...

So, this holiday was a bit decadent and speechless...

I made a web drama called "Detective Chinatown". Well, it feels pretty good, but it's not enough to make me excited.

I feel a little depressed and always feel that some things should be done, but I don’t know what it is, it’s a very speechless state.

When I woke up this morning, I saw a news that touched my heart: Kobe passed away from crashing!

Although I am not his fan, I also like him very much. His sudden death made me feel that things are impermanent. Just the day before, James completed his overcoming total score. He happily congratulated James. Unexpectedly, the bad news suddenly came...

What a pity... God is jealous of the talent...

So, this year is really unhappy...

However, the world is like this, and the road still needs to be taken.

How happy or not, being alive means that you have not yet ended this journey of life. You still have to go all the way. As for whether you go well or not, it depends on your own luck.

During the days of vacation at home, in addition to making TV shows, I also used to browse Douyin. The old phone used to lack memory and couldn't play. And this new phone can fully meet my need to browse Douyin.

Well, my idol Luo Zhixiang is not as active as a star on TikTok, but I also like his diverse style.

He was a fan of me in my school days, and he is still so handsome now!

Then, I looked at myself in the mirror...

Why, it seems to be very old?

Where has my youth gone?

Looking through the videos of myself dancing over the years, feeling myself in those years, how I was...

Why do you always get lost while walking?

I understand that true youth lies in mentality, not appearance.

However, what I lost is the mentality...

Did I lose myself after I gave up that silly style? After all, I even abandoned myself, so how could I not get lost?

The reason why idols are idols is because they have achieved what they want to be, and in the same way, they are the self I yearn for.

Why do I always like Luo Zhixiang so much? Because he is humorous and witty, he can be handsome when he wants to be handsome, and he can be silly when he wants to be silly. He can carry his idol's bags when he wants to be silly, and throw away when he wants to be silly. Whether he is handsome or silly, he can have a place for him. His omnipotence is also my yearning.

So, look at the idol, well, I want to write something again...

Write it gently and continue quietly.

Dreams are happening in warmth and continue to happen... (To be continued)
Chapter completed!