Which country is Kangya in? The whirlpool dance... must be accurate, thank you!

Kanya is in Türkiye. The Whirlpool Dance of Life

While watching "I May Not Love You", I heard Cheng Youqing say this:

"Kangya, the birthplace of the whirlpool dance, I couldn't help it, Crying for that simple, repetitive dance. Why do people keep spinning?"

Yes, what is the meaning of spinning, spinning, spinning? Verify that the original choice was correct, or find an excuse for your unwillingness?

Yesterday was my 21st birthday, and I took a group of photos to commemorate it. Looking at myself in the photo, my hair is black and straight, without bangs. It is the most refreshing and simple hairstyle. Suddenly I felt like I had seen myself like this before, oh, by the way, it was my freshman year. During the military training, he still had long straight black hair, a smooth forehead, and a ponytail. During the vacation after the military training, when I returned to school, I met the shocked eyes of my roommates as soon as I entered the door. I cut my waist-length straight hair short, permed it into mature curls, and dyed my black hair a flaxen color. Wearing a pair of high heels at her feet, she looks like she has evolved from an 18-year-old girl to an aunt. My roommates all felt sorry for my long hair, and lamented that such a mature look was not as good-looking as a pure one. But I insist that this is a symbol of maturity and fashion, and I will never be a high school student making noodles in clear soup again.

But now, at the age of 21, the 18-year-old girl who acted mature back then has returned to her original nature, dyed her hair black, cut her hair neatly, and kept her quiet and beautiful pear blossoms. People's aesthetics are always changing with fashion, and fashion is the return of those unchanging elements. Isn't this also a roundabout way? During the whirlpool dance, it is inevitable that you will fall and lose your back, but the most important thing is to follow the rhythm and dance with your own steps.

I wonder if every girl has a dream of being a stewardess, dreaming of one day wearing a beautiful uniform and walking elegantly through the airport while pulling a suitcase. Do you think I would casually tell you that I also dreamed of being a flight attendant?

When I was in high school, my mother’s friend’s sister became a stewardess. I was extremely envious of her. My growth was relatively late at that time, and I was only 155cm tall in my first year of high school. I could only look up at my unattainable dream and cry secretly. If I said it, I would be laughed to death! I never thought that God would open my eyes and I would grow up to 165 years old in just one year. Mom always wanted me to be a stewardess, so she took me to my sister’s house to get some advice. According to Mom’s plan, I would be successful as long as I pass the CAUC exam. On the road to the blue sky. Unexpectedly, I suddenly changed my mind and decided to take the exam for the Department of Acting in Chinese Opera (Oh, you know how much courage I had to muster up to write this!). When I went to take the art exam, I had long forgotten about being a stewardess, and I kept shouting hypocritically all day long. "Dream", now think about it, well, the so-called "dream" at the beginning is quite suitable for "dream" and "thinking". Ahem, let’s get back to the topic. I studied acting, broadcasting, hosting, and vocal music for three years in a haphazard manner. I also rushed to take the art exams in Beijing and Shanghai for two years, which gave me an addiction to tossing. In the end, because I couldn't see the situation clearly, I didn't apply well for my application, so I fell short. With a bunch of professional certificates from colleges and universities, I went to a school whose name I don't want to mention now. .

At this point, you may have forgotten my little dream of being a flight attendant, right? Anyway, I forgot.

But the humor of fate is that you can never predict the moment when things will turn around. When I was in my junior year, Hna came to my city for recruitment, and I was ordered to do some job hunting, and I got the job right away. In a daze, I actually started to become a flight attendant. Sometimes I also wonder, if I had not taken the exam for some shitty show hosting thing, but had taken the Cauc exam, what would I be like today? I went around in such a circle and returned to the starting point. If it was because I had never tried other roads before, I was unwilling to only choose one path from the beginning, then this big circle of detours healed my heart. Are you unwilling? Or will the time I waste later just prove that the original choice was the most correct?

. . . . . . There are no answers to any of these. If fate steals and leaves only the result, what is the next line of the song? ——Time steals the original intention, leaving only the hardship.

Our turning around is probably not because of what our hearts want, but because people are forced to turn around when the situation forces them to do so.

In addition, I also have all kinds of twists and turns, big and small. These two incidents are nothing more than accidental and typical representative incidents. In fact, the route of life is neither straight nor straight, nor does it have a fixed starting point or end point. This is the reason why we can tell ourselves to try harder and persevere when we are not getting what we want. We hope that the next corner will be full of twists and turns, and that we can meet love no matter what.

The remaining hope in Pandora’s box is the perpetual motion machine for our whirlwind dance.

"Wandering around, we are so stupid and humble. What do we really need? Suddenly, I feel humble and lonely."