Life‧Duckweed
The sleepy passengers and the station with only a few lights looked particularly lonely in the dark night; the sparse taxi drivers still shouted hard, looking forward to the passengers of the last train getting on the bus, and then they could drag their tired bodies home, looking at the late night sky, the air filled with thin mist, covering up the bright stars, as if the happy heart was always covered with a touch of melancholy…
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Here are my most beloved family members, and here are my dearest friends; and for my dream life, I am still running between the two cities in the middle of the night. In fact, I once tried to return to this familiar city, but was deeply frustrated by the immature environment in the workplace. Because I was unwilling to give up some persistence, I became a little duckweed…
The daily life in a foreign country is rich and busy, trying to absorb all kinds of information like a sponge, contacting people with different ideas, and cultivating one’s professional abilities through the accumulation of real-life experience; in the holiday life, I begin to explore the small blessings of this city, explore the legendary delicious food and happy places, and feel the warmth of the place.
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Occasionally I still feel frustrated, and occasionally I still feel tired; going home becomes my charging station and a haven for breathing; going home allows me to take a rest and have the courage to fight again!
As time goes by, the hazy future direction gradually becomes clear, and the lost self-confidence returns to the cheerful face again. This journey has not been easy! I am glad that I persisted and did not give up! I am even more grateful~ The distance between reality does not hinder the distance between heart, and the trust and care of family and friends are always with me. I am like a small duckweed, but a happy duckweed…
