Some thoughts on returning home for the New Year

I woke up early this morning. Although I didn’t have much expectations for going home, at least I didn’t take it too seriously! But what’s strange is that my biological clock is so greatly affected by this. The alarm clock that I couldn’t hear in the past was actually heard early this morning. When I heard it in the past, I could continue to sleep for a while with “peace of mind”, but today’s performance was completely the opposite. Not only was the cat constantly disturbing my sleep, but I was also feeling agitated inside.

I don’t know why, but this year I’m not very interested in going home for the New Year. Just like some people said: There is no Chinese New Year atmosphere at all this year. I don’t shy away from saying this: I feel that the New Year atmosphere this year is not even as strong as the Christmas atmosphere in the West.

I think the reason why I feel this way is maybe due to my unsatisfactory efforts this year; or maybe it’s due to my identity change; of course, it’s also due to the overall economic environment of society! Taken together, this year’s perception of the Chinese New Year is just like this… There are no negative emotions, but more of a true expression of real life deep in the heart.

The journey home during the Chinese New Year is quite long, especially if I choose to take the train home. Taking the train for the first journey and the high-speed rail for the latter journey🚄 is a combination that is bitter at first and then sweet. During the more than ten hours we took the train, we had hard seats. I have to sit from today’s daytime to tomorrow’s daytime before I can transfer to take the high-speed rail 🚄 home.

As evening approached, my companions urged me several times to move to a hard sleeper to spend the rest of the night. As for me, I definitely don’t agree. Said: Forget it, we are not afraid when we are strong. Give your seat to someone who needs it more… As I talked, I became moved. In fact, I was still immersed in the drama of saving money when I could. “Don’t take it hard,” my companion used these words to persuade me several times. I told him about willpower, endurance, and perseverance. In the end, he said he still couldn’t convince me, shook his head and continued to lie down on the table and take a nap.

While listening to songs, when I heard songs that I often recalled in college, my thoughts instantly pulled me through a revolving door-like process. Suddenly, I realized that it had been almost a year since I graduated, as if I had been in a dream. It’s both real and a bit illusory…

When I looked out the window on the left, I suddenly realized that the world outside was completely dark. When he took a closer look, he saw himself: the bangs were no longer covering his forehead. His demeanor is more mature than last year. The whole person seems to be a little more stable. I can’t say that I am as “passionate” about the coming year as in previous years, but I also have a little bit of confidence and supportable determination.

Looking back on the social life of the past year, although I found that the real world is slightly different from the original expectations, it is not that despairing. Harmful, then if this is the case, what else can’t you face? I just think it’s funny.