A letter to myself after the outbreak.

2020 is destined to be an extraordinary year. In the past few months, some people have been constantly paying and persisting, some people are constantly praying and blessing, and some people are constantly feeling and reflecting. We are worried about the epidemic situation, and we are also moved by the white soldiers who are hovering in the front line of life and death. The real spring in 2020 comes a little late. Although the rain has passed, the cold is deep, and the spring is still shallow, the bitter days will always pass. After the epidemic, are you okay?

The epidemic has also had a great impact on me. The school hasn't set the start time yet, and even the internship teaching has been changed to online. I used to feel that there were not enough holidays, not enough sleep, not enough movies and not enough snacks. It's really such a long time, when you can rest, sleep, eat snacks and watch movies, but you begin to miss the busy and fulfilling normal life. In February this year, I once read a classical Chinese article in Weibo, which read, "At the end of Ji Hai, Gengzichun, Jingchu epidemic, tens of thousands of people were infected, and the people were afraid to raise national defense, and every household closed down. Nanshan defends the capital of the south of the Yangtze River and leads tens of thousands of practitioners in white to fight against it. At that time, Kyushu was single-minded, blue-haired and white-haired, and they all took the lead. Cloth, businessmen, are scrambling to donate money. Political and medical soldiers are brave and resourceful, and they can do their best. After a month, the epidemic will be gone, the lights will be on, people will be buzzing, and the country will be safe! " I was wondering when the moon passed, and I'm still wondering.

One of the most frequently heard words during the epidemic is "when there is no calm day, it is just someone who carries the burden for us." This time, the people who worked hard for us, their names are medical staff. A few days ago, I read an article in Zhihu about anti-epidemic workers during the epidemic period, entitled "After aiding Hubei, they got sick". I was puzzled when I first saw this title, but after reading it, I understood the meaning of the title. This disease refers to their mental illness. I suddenly realized that I have only seen the greatness of medical staff. I regard them as heroes, but I ignore that they are also human beings. They are as fragile as we are.

I remember a 36-year-old male nurse whose hair turned white within a month because of too much work intensity. The epidemic situation improved, and his daughter didn't recognize him when he came home. Although the epidemic has achieved initial success, we should not forget them no matter how long it takes. Fortunately, some people have realized this problem now, and some people will help these medical staff, hoping that they can receive good psychological treatment and get out of the trauma caused by the epidemic. We may not be able to do anything for them, but we can't forget their contribution to society. They are heroes, our heroes and national heroes, and they are worth remembering.

The epidemic slowed my life down and I spent some time studying, even though I didn't think about anything but rest. For me, the whole epidemic is more like a farewell. Although this disaster has deprived us a lot, we can't deny that we have gained something. In life, we have several opportunities to give up life and get along with ourselves. Anxiety is useless.

After the epidemic is completely over, let yourself learn to get along with the world easily, love yourself well, go to bed on time every day, don't stay up late, get up on time every day, think less and forget more, and life is still beautiful.