The soccer World Cup opened today, and the world's most anticipated event doesn't seem to be making any waves in my circle of friends. After watching the news, I know that this year's World Cup is being held in Qatar, our part of Asia. For this event, I feel like it just fell out of the sky, not only did I not feel it before. I didn't even feel anything until I read the news. That song was great. I am still the same young man, nothing has changed. Whenever I hear that song, many busy modern people recall their memories. Let my heart go back for a moment and experience what it was like. I can't help but cry and want to reach for my glass of wine. From middle age to middle age, so did I. When I hear this song, I seem to remember that I used to be an avid fan. However, I haven't noticed it in years. Sometimes I talk about soccer with my younger coworkers. The stars they talk about haven't even been heard of yet. Except for a few stars Messi, they have been strong, cros.
Sometimes it also sums up the various reasons, which made me give up soccer.
Busy at work, no time to watch the league, used to watch the news and goal highlights. Then, spare time was basically drunk, tired, sleepy, tired, bored and asleep.
After falling in love, I had no time to watch football. I'm sure many of my fellow men have deep feelings. Everything can be thrown away for love. During that period, sometimes I don't even remember the soccer news, leaving only the occasional Top 10 goal and league goal to watch. Tell yourself you're still a fan.
After getting married and having kids, soccer was basically eliminated from my time completely. Everything revolved around my wife, my kids, educating my kid, desperately looking for all kinds of guidance to guide him to improve, become good, and learn all kinds of things to compensate. My wife and I argued a theory that I couldn't understand. By the time we understood it, the kids moved to the next stage of cognition and began the next cycle. At the time, I knew soccer as an occasional introduction to the game flashed from the news or radio. I rarely saw a top ten ball. I did the math. Since I became a father in 2012, I haven't quite seen a ten-year collection of league goals.
The nightmare for many parents begins when their children go to school. I think everyone has deep feelings. We were not the ones who lived a hard life. We remember very well how we studied when we were young. At that time, I didn't dare bother my parents. I tried to do it independently. I remember sometimes I couldn't do my homework, so I dared to ask my parents. Criticism was essential. The point is that I couldn't stand the self-esteem. At that time, I preferred not to write empty-handed. The next day, I told my mom to clean up, go to school early, and copy someone else's.
Now, in WeChat, children can understand the homework assigned by their teachers. However, the requirement behind the homework is the homework assigned to the parents. Corrections, signatures, explanations, supervision of children's corrections, etc. I'm not old. I vaguely remember the textbooks when I was a kid. It's really hard for kids today to learn. English starts in elementary school. Ancient Chinese in middle school starts now. The tutorial materials that teachers used to use to prepare lessons and ask questions are now children's homework. When I was a child, I didn't study hard. Parents with slightly less knowledge really can't stand it.
I come home from work every day until my son goes to bed at 9:30pm. I have almost no time for myself. I have to study with him and be his full-time mentor. He goes to bed. I turn on my computer and start working. Before I go to bed, I check the news and finance to see a combination of talented people who otherwise would not be competitive. Soccer, which I used to love, is categorized as entertainment, but I can't see it. Most of the time, it's pushed on me and doesn't get my active attention.
And so, years later, all the stars I knew retired and got older. This new star simply didn't understand or remember. Soccer was basically eliminated from my mind. The only thing that proves I'm a fan is that I know a lot of teams or coaches of national teams who can name their styles and goals. I am getting old when one misses the past. It's sad and helpless.
In fact, while writing here, many of your friends would call you hypocritical. I can't believe you don't have time to watch football. Find your own excuse. If you think so, that's perfectly true. In a sense, I gave up soccer. The main reason is that I like our national soccer team very much.
However, after the blip in 1998, the national soccer team gradually defeated me as a fan with its great soft power. Later, I broke my attachment to them with scores and histrionics. Friends, you can read an article that I wrote, I can't forget, on the way to beating "EKG" which is what happened to me. This article chronicles one of the key events in my subsequent decision to cut my robe with the national soccer team.
I was deeply hurt by the national soccer team. Later, I became interested and concerned about soccer. I think this is a subjective reason, that is, an internal reason in my mind. We all know that everything is determined by inner reasons. If you lose your heart, that's okay. While foreign soccer is still fantastic, it's basically the same as a Hollywood blockbuster for a fan who has lost his essence. The World Cup is gradually becoming that way too. I have time to watch the semi-finals, the finals, or my favorite country, and that's about it.
In this World Cup, it seems that the Chinese people are most concerned about the main venue "Golden Bowl". Of course, there are all kinds of Made in China, the news summed it up well: except for the national soccer team, China has not been to this World Cup! Made in China, to participate in the game!
I'm in Zhengzhou, Central China. Today is the 37th day of working from home after the silence. We all know there is a serious outbreak in our city. During that time, I wrote four articles describing my views, which I won't repeat here. Since then, I haven't written easily. All I know is that everyone tried and persevered and the end still hasn't come. I only see the helplessness, resilience and viral stubbornness of the whole community. This silence and control has defeated the hearts and minds of almost all the residents of the risk-controlled area. Too much time has passed and many things, including confidence, are wearing thin. Yesterday, my friend's mom's community received a notice that all people in the community should move. It was also their 37th day at home. 30 buildings and thousands of people.
Over the past two years, the city has been hit hard by a natural disaster or disasters. No matter how you think about it, the results were passed on to every family, if not every person, in Zhengzhou. Heavy worries took over almost all my emotions and I never stopped worrying about the future.
Soccer, World Cup! I'm sorry, I haven't really thought about you lately. I didn't recognize you until you came to me. When you came, I would only look at you gently.
There are many factors that contribute to the decline of the fan base. Lately lately I've been struggling, learning, adjusting, and focusing because of my family's future. It's stressful and distracting, but I'm still moved by the excitement. World Cup, I hope you are wonderful.
At this time, I really hope that I still "can" be the same teenager I once was, without any changes.
Zhengzhou people like me, go for it! For our home and future, peace out!
Look up at the sky and pause to write!
