Look, it's the rainy day I like outside the window#
On Friday, just back from overtime work, the exhaustion that had accumulated throughout the week suddenly calmed down in the sound of rain. Then I suddenly wanted to write something, so I wrote this journal in the sound of rain. I really like rainy days like this, where there is only the sound of wind and rain and the music I play in my small room. It makes me unafraid of the distant singing. Hmm... I'm especially afraid of hearing singing from afar when I'm alone, the more restless I am, the more afraid I am. I also really like the silence where only the sound of wind and rain remains in the whole world, and everything around me becomes desolate silence~
Badminton during the week (one of the few happy moments during the week)#
It was a week filled with work, and many major projects were due at the end of March. In addition, there were last-minute tasks added by the client, so this week has pushed my exhaustion level to the maximum - I'm so exhausted that I can't even play with my phone when I get home. Just 10 minutes before the team gathered to go to the badminton court, I was still in the meeting room confirming the workflow with my colleagues. I almost thought I couldn't catch up with the team because I hadn't eaten dinner or lunch, but luckily I made it just before the departure. Even at the venue, I still had some work to deal with, so during the halftime break, I kept replying to work messages.
If the experience of a working person is just about suffering and not being able to escape work even during sports, then it can't be considered one of the few happy moments. The happiness comes from the teammates I met this time, they are really super nice. They don't mind if you're not good at playing, they can help you improve. They are also the ones who feed you the shuttlecock and teach you the moves. So throughout the game, I saw my own progress and felt a great sense of achievement. Compared to the broken work I have to face the next day, playing badminton is really wonderful.
Public welfare practice (towards the good action of village prosperity)#
Despite a tough week, I still took the time to support the "Towards the Good Action of Village Prosperity" online. The service involved connecting with rural professionals in Yuhang District, Zhejiang, and it was the first time I saw the difference between villages. Before participating, I thought of the countryside as remote, desolate, and covered in yellow soil. But the villages there are digitalized, exploring commercialization, and young people are returning to start businesses.
Before this, my stereotype of Suzhou and Hangzhou was that of a water town and paradise on earth. But seeing the developing villages there for the first time broke down my knowledge barriers. Perhaps traveling thousands of miles should not only go to crowded tourist attractions, but also take a look at the scenery in rare corners to come up with a more comprehensive evaluation of a region.
Book reading "A Solitary and Independent Pig"#
I started reading this book during the week, stumbling through it, and I have only finished about 2/3 of it now, but it doesn't stop me from writing down my shallow perception of this book. Whenever I read Wang Xiaobo's books, I am always led by his dark humor, and his use of irony is quite brilliant. He is also really outspoken and doesn't treat readers as outsiders at all. He dares to say some things. I especially like his definition of good virtues and what it means to be kind. He said: Serious contemplation, sincere discernment of right and wrong, with this attitude, one can probably be considered kind. Yes, just like the annotation by a reader in this passage: Kindness must be a sincere choice made after careful consideration, rather than a sacrifice made under coercion and moral abduction. Choosing to do good has always been a choice.
After finishing "A Solitary and Independent Pig", my next reading plan is "Interview with Wong Kar-wai". Until now, I have always regarded Wong Kar-wai's films as the consciousness of a pretentious young artist, with their poetic beauty, melancholy, and incomprehensibility. It's like how I often ramble on without knowing what I'm expressing. I hope this book "Interview with Wong Kar-wai" can break my prejudice or expand my understanding of him.
Conclusion#
Someone once wrote a profound insight about reading "A General History of China": the insignificance of human beings in the long river of history is like a drop in the ocean. Each stroke of light writing may be the magnificent life of an ancient person. Those who are extraordinary among people still struggle, so how can ordinary people like us have a smooth journey.
This week was a week pushed by work, filled with negative energy. So I used my favorite quote as the title, hoping that next week will bring back peace and harmony.
I also wish everyone can control their emotions in life. Whether extraordinary or ordinary, may everything go smoothly.