The World Cup has been blown, yet the grand event doesn't seem to be making any waves in my social circle. After browsing through the news, I realized that this year's World Cup is being held in Qatar, Asia. The news came as a surprise, and I was both surprised and unexcited. The classic song still moves my heart. I am still a young man, and my appearance has not changed. Whenever this song plays, busy city dwellers will always recall memories of the past. It brings my mind back for a moment to relive the scene, and I can't help but feel the tears welling up in my eyes and the wine glass in my hand trembling.
From a young teenager to middle age, I still harbor a deep attachment to this song. Whenever I hear this song, it's as if I'm back to that time when I was an avid star chaser. However, it has been many years since I have paid attention to soccer. When I occasionally talk to my young colleagues, the stars they talk about are even unfamiliar to me. With the exception of Messi and C Luo, who are a few of the stars, their names seem to be gradually forgotten.
I used to be passionate about soccer, but as time went by, I drifted away from the sport for various reasons. Busy with work, I had no time for the league, and the news and goal highlights of the past became a thing of the past. In my spare time, I either spent it in drunkenness and exhaustion, or fell into a deep sleep in sleepiness.
After falling in love, soccer became even more the edge of my life. I was willing to give up everything for love. During that period, I even ignored the soccer news and only occasionally looked at the top ten goals and league goals, telling myself that I was still a fan.
After getting married and having a child, soccer disappeared completely from my life. Everything revolved around my wife and child, educating the child, trying to make him good, learning all sorts of things. My wife and I argued and worked together for the cognitive development of our child. At the time, I almost saw soccer on the news or on the radio. I rarely saw a top ten ball game. Since becoming a father in 2012, I've barely watched a full ten-year collection of league goals.
The nightmare for parents begins when their children go to school. We clearly remember the learning experiences of our youth, and we worked hard to pay for our children's schooling. English started in elementary school, and ancient Chinese began to be studied in middle school. The tutoring materials of the past now become the children's homework. Parents with slightly less knowledge are under tremendous pressure.
Every day when I came home from work, I had almost no time for myself until my son went to bed at 9:30pm. I have to study with him and be his full-time tutor. After he goes to sleep, I turn on my computer and start working. Before I go to bed, I check the news and finance and focus on the overall quality of the talent so they don't lose their competitiveness. Soccer, which I used to love, is categorized as entertainment, but I can't see it. Most of the time, it is passively thrust upon me and I don't actively follow it.
And so, years later, all the stars I knew retired and got older. This new star I 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, because of my family's future, I'm struggling, learning, adjusting, and focusing. 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!
