老前只能留下這些，思緒紛飛而想要切掉左腦，決定踏上一個月苦旅！《有聲日記》No.3｜布蘭達&維尼

Hi, I'm Brenda. This is my diary. The text version is on the Fangezi platform. There are also a lot of my text creations there. Let's dive into the sea of text and become sea creatures. Monday There is not a single day that goes as planned. Instead of saying that the wet and cold morning has disrupted our plans, why don't we say that the flow of life is slowing down? Unpredictable Monday opens up again. We bring more things than usual with us to prepare for today's new episode of Podcast Camp. It's only halfway to the old place. The misty rain immediately leads us somewhere else. Under a lake-like pavilion, I begin to narrate a true story of how a pure adult like a child looks at the absurd world with cold eyes. An hour has passed. The camera stops automatically. So we pick up our phones and take another shot. The fish is also passing by unknowingly. Every time we finish recording a podcast, there is a feeling of satisfaction and joy. Winnie also says that we seem to have finally found a form that suits us. At the end, we step on the wet road along the river. The sound of the national anthem sounds like a frog. Suddenly, the Lion Sleeps Tonight plays in my head. So we laugh as we hum, even if a big fish falls on our heads. It's cold and we can't help but hide in a convenience store. It's also the heaven of the author that I just mentioned. This is similar to what we see on the mountain road. Garbage food is not used to satisfy tired souls, but to conduct an active human experiment to test how the mind works. The difference between the sea salt group and the sodium-sodium contrast group is obvious. Then take another bag of fresh scallions and soda cakes. This is the current state. Occasionally, there are times when I can't afford to write novels. At this time, as long as I get in touch with the creation of the relevant theme, the enthusiasm and touch at the beginning will flow again. The relevant inspiration can also be quickly remembered. We are always not lonely thanks to the creators who shed hot blood. On the way to the buffet at night, Winnie suddenly saw a store with tomato egg noodles on the sign. We searched for it on our phones and soon decided to give it a try. In rainy weather, eating a bowl of hot noodle soup is still quite appropriate. We also added the golden kimchi we brought back yesterday to the bowl and enjoyed it. During the meal, a foreigner walked to our table. Then a Chinese note with instructions was also handed to the table. He came for the buffet. Usually I don't really understand this situation, especially disturbing our meal time. But the other party is a listener, and still caught our attention. So I exchanged 100 yuan for a Taiwan flag. Being able to pay also means that I have gained something. Holding an umbrella in one hand, holding a national flag in the other hand, I don't know what it looks like. As a result, when I returned home, I found a folding chair I was carrying to record, lying in the noodle shop. So I rushed into the rain again, and walked alone for half an hour in some dark night. Thinking in my heart, today is so special all day. Almost nothing is in my imagination, but it happens to me one by one. Sure enough, it was an unpredictable Monday. It's 9.30 pm. The novel I was supposed to write has basically made no progress. As a human being, I still don't want to control it. Weni reminded me to do yoga before bed at 11 o'clock, and go to bed. I nodded, and accepted this flow of giving up control. In fact, I was pleasantly surprised. What did I write? What did I calculate? Monday, the day of Schrodinger's back. Today, Weni and I said the same thing, saying that we had a good night's sleep. As Dr. Fang Shijing said, it feels so good to wash your brain. However, the quilt we touched made our heart flutter. Only after we wake up can we feel its touch. If we lose consciousness when we fall asleep, is it a cover or not? So we unanimously agree that it's Schrodinger's back. When we go out, we still go to a convenience store to get coffee. A familiar clerk said to us casually, In fact, we were big and small. We carried it all the way. But it did open a day Then he asked, How long have you been together? I smiled, and thought, 35 years. After the cold weather, the sun sets. At this time, the dust on the tabletop was reflected all over the place. It was so comfortable. Fortunately, the dust was in a controllable range. I took vitamin D and listened to the dogs barking. I wrote a diary with my pen. After a while, I saw a familiar figure setting up a nightclub on the grass. Then I ate a bento with my sausage dog friends. Simple happiness came to an end. During the day, I continued to write in the world of novels. After finishing a paragraph, I moved to the podcast where I chatted with my friends. On Tuesday, compared to Monday, it seemed to be more peaceful. Or it was just an illusion. When I input and output a long file, it is often a time for me to learn to feel time and to be with it. But I still opened a book that I had never read since high school. When I stepped into the library to find a seat this morning, I saw a thick book. Anyway, I took it first. I remember that the Chinese teacher had sent us an essay about Su. After reading it, I felt very happy. I never thought that words could have the power to move clouds and water. Now I turn it over again, and it still tastes good. I want to be like Su Laofu in the book. At the same time, I want to enjoy the old age, the middle age, and the young age. I want to live my life to the fullest and have fun. To be honest, I almost deal with video assignments and novel ideas at the same time. There is an impulse to complete the goal before 11 o'clock in the evening. In the past, I have never had the sharpness of time. The harmony of this day is actually just luck. So I successfully condensed the belief of tomorrow, today, and yesterday into harmony and gave it to others and the world. I also ate buffet in the middle of the day and finished the golden kimchi in two days. It was just right. After finishing the work on my hand, I was tired at the same time as Weni. After washing the wood, I fell asleep. It was a deep and peaceful night. On Wednesday, I want to cut off the day of the left brain. Today, I plan to record my birthday. So I stayed at home alone and had the first sip of my family's coffee It was delicious. In order to avoid the video being too long, I sped up the video. At the end, I chose the reflective beginning of the passage. While waiting, I also finished the first chapter of the cultural journey, the Taoist Tower. The content is very interesting. I deeply felt Yu Qiuyu's for Dunhuang and all the foreign scholars who moved away. The ignorant Taoist really played the role of the highlight of this play. It's really wonderful. The more you love something, the easier it is to immerse yourself in a strong emotion. And this is the driving force of art creation. The wind of literature came to the surface. I sat on the soft blue QQ cushion. Looking back at myself I probably couldn't understand the touch of this moment. It's like going to another country. The level of glory, the great learning. But trying anything is not for nothing. Even an adventurer of Dunhuang uses cultural or academic research as a guide. From the perspective of God, it's still a family affair. And I can't help playing this game myself. I can't even enjoy it. After collecting the book, I put the excitement I wanted to share with Weni on my heart. Facing the unedited original file, I can't help but want to edit it right away. Not long after, I received a message from Weni saying that I was too focused. So I used my eyes and had a headache. Then we went to eat early in the morning. The cool breeze was blowing. The kids in the park jumped up and jumped on the grass. I stared at a little boy chasing another one. It was so much fun to meet someone I hadn't met before. I couldn't control my laughter. In the end, I even shouted to attract Weni's friend, Wuyi. In the afternoon, I listened to Anna's 14th episode about suffering. It reminded me again of myself who is easy to give up. It was a very fruitful episode. I'm so lucky to be a part of Anna's natural laughter When I got home, I watched the live stream of He is a true artist who cares about the audience and has a lot to learn. At the end of the live stream, Mr. Chu-Chi talked about the fact that a generation of cartoonists are going to die. It reminded me of the cartoon we used to watch together Every song I listened to was almost catchy. The beautiful memories were engraved on my heart. Tonight's thoughts were scattered. I talked to Weni all the way until the light was off and she lay flat. I continued to express my thoughts in words. Once you tell yourself the so-called pain, look at it coldly or reinterpret it, the first second I had already completed the habitual behavior of helping her. How to live without pain? In addition to cutting off the left brain, is it still don't think about anything? Time accidentally passed 12 o'clock on May The brain should really stop. It doesn't matter if you sleep or not. Don't worry about yourself On Thursday, I decided to start a month of hard work. I woke up again in a world like white paper. I have a blueprint that I painted on my own and described in my heart. The first stroke was filled with coffee aroma. The second stroke I walked into a fresh supermarket and went straight to the goal without looking back. In a sunny and cool weather, we ate biscuits with our fingers in a natural way while drinking a strong latte to let the heat flow into the throat. At that moment, I felt life is like this. A few drops of rain fell on the scenery. Fortunately, the package was empty and the food was all in my stomach. Then I was in front of the bright window for a moment. Every time someone is next to me, I feel warm. The feeling is quite real. After a few photos and diaries were sent into the virtual world, I cried for a thousand years Suddenly, I was in front of me like a child who was only 30 years old. How to think about the existence of a thousand years? I can only wander in the clear and vague. Although I have no confidence, I still can't help smiling every time I read a paragraph. Compared with Chinese history and culture, I am more interested in Yu Qiuyu herself. Why don't I read a book a day and sing a song for a month? I started editing the second episode of my diary. I was worried if the rain would fall too fast, but it sounded ideal. After having dinner at 5.30 pm, we went back to the library to pick up the book we had reserved. There were three good books in my hand. Unspeakable joy came out of my chest, as if all my worries were gone. I spent the whole night working on the audio and video. In fact, compared with writing, I was more relaxed. Basically, there was a big difference between the two. But if I had to choose which one was better, it was hard to choose. They all gave me a rich and new experience. Today, I happened to edit the video Even though it was the first time I tried to write a book about art, it didn't seem to be difficult for me. Relaxing at will was her way of doing things. Faced with the drive of her inner voice, she didn't think much about the arrangement of the story. Enjoy the pain, enjoy the pleasure, and enjoy the pain. Before bed, we stretched our shoulders, and we fell into the blue sea of black. Life is like this. What does a married couple want? Friday. The day of the arrangement of the reading order. Since moving three books home yesterday, I've got eight books in my hand. Two philosophical books, two psychological books, two photography books, a literary book, and a semi-philosophical and semi-editorial book. At the same time, I didn't forget to think about the order of reading. Yesterday, I decided to read a book every day. After all, it's hard to resist the humorous literary style. This morning, when I was still at the library, I read a book about photography and editing. Maybe it can be the first meal in the morning in the future. Photographed life, touching photos, and amazing mythological stories with thousands of heroes. There is nothing more luxurious than this. Before going out, I took a semi-philosophical and semi-editorial book with me. From then on, I started my journey as a hero. Sunshine, wind, dog, people, Then, the theme song of the Blue Age, Ever Blue, When I was about to leave the park, Vinny and I sang the last line of the song at the same time. 君の中に The resonance of the frequency shocked us all on the spot. Every few steps, the two pigeons in front of me jumped on the road side by side. Then they flew up together and stopped on the branches. The action was consistent. The little heads were moving like they were chatting. They must be good friends. I told Vinny next to me. Under the gentle tree color, Not afraid of the sun, Innocent people. After a sigh, The snow-covered moon sign quickly floated up the river. The literary and artist under the autumn rain Always so magnificent and so melancholy. I put on a Bluetooth headset. In the 21st century, I hope I can use some pictures and sounds to appreciate the confidence of the Tang people. Today, I plan to share with you the second episode of my diary and Vinny gave me a coupon before dinner. After dinner, I rode a bicycle to buy red bean cake. The cake skin of this shop is elastic and soft. There are a lot of fillings and it smells good. Two of them are quite full and satisfying. Then I entered the spacious bookcase space. I wrote a theme article about simple life. I haven't focused on objects for a long time. But this time, The literary style has changed completely. It's really interesting. The desire for painting is about to rush out of my body. Especially at dinner time, I watched two videos about painting shared by Vinny. So after completing 900 short essays, I searched for pictures on Pinterest. Within two hours, I finished a draft with great concentration. Compared to words and videos, painting is a very special existence to me. It contains a form of hand-made beauty. The theme I love to try is obviously different from the daily life I usually talk about. But I haven't figured out which element attracted me. Saturday A day that I can't stop reading. In the early morning, I started with Fang Gezi, Threads, and Instagram. So that I can finish the diary one by one. After I die, I can't leave anything behind. So I left some digital images and words. It's okay to make tea and rice as the theme of chatting. The sun is particularly strong today, and sweat is not only flowing down. But in order to get a sense of pleasure while listening to the podcast, I still stay outside, in the shade, and spend the good time I arranged. At present, I don't particularly want to follow a certain book or learn painting skills from a certain teacher, but purely draw some of my favorite exercises. I may occasionally listen to WENI and share my learning and painting experience. When eating, I watch some painting videos together. Or I can't help but stop when I hear the funny short audio lessons of the teacher and appreciate his talent. So every week's drawing has some unexpected progress. This time, based on the large-scale shadow decision, I finally dare to make a big move. Every time I put down the brush, the feeling of satisfaction and joy flows from the single field. I don't feel good all the time. Stop for a while, and try to think about all kinds of reasons. Is it like this, completely devoted to one thing, without any desire? If I do other things, I can also have such a degree. It's worth thinking about. The next video, of course, comes after the meal. In order to climb a sand mountain with Qiuyu, I realized that life is really hard. If you don't reach the peak, you can't find her. When you reach the peak, you can't be close to her. The skill of creating paintings makes people drunk. I can't help but read another Liu Hou's poem. No one is despised. It seems like a disaster, but there are more opportunities to talk to nature. There are also more tranquility and poetry. If it were me, I would be envious. Then I broke into another cave, the White Lotus Cave. I talked about caves like home. I talked about black holes like Tai Chi. I talked about Peach Garden, an ideal country that can be reached by crossing the mountain pass. What am I? Where am I from? The question of where I came from suddenly arose. In short, to get out of the cave, you naturally need to sweat and smile to live your own wonder. After writing a novel, I went home to turn over the Korean illustration and cartoonist art selection. In addition to appreciating, I also wanted to analyze the painting style that I can refer to in the future. At the same time, the computer played the nostalgic song of Seven Dragon Beads. The music hasn't stopped yet. It shows how long the story of the Water Lotus Cave has accompanied us. I continued to read the similar Japanese contemporary best illustration. As a result, overall, there are not many styles that suit our taste. Especially, I can hardly find the mature male theme Weni and I decided at the same time that it was up to us to draw. At this time, the background music became the classic song of the Beauty and the Beast. Before taking a bath, I read the useless knowledge roughly. The curiosity of humans is not the principle of guidance but the law of nature. This is also easy to ignore by rational scientists. All original inventions and research often come from useless actions. Religion and science always have obvious boundaries. There is a group of people who only care about solving cosmic mysteries. There is a group of people who only care about promoting practical value. There is also a group of people who only believe that everything is possible, don't think about anything. Anyway, I will send it back to the library tomorrow. Sunday, the day when the novel was written from morning to night. The weather is gradually warming up. I also wear less coats. It is very suitable for a holy trip. Dujiang Banquet The fountain of water is described as living like a noisy creature. Although there is a lake in the park where I live, the surface is clear and quiet. At least the stream of water Like me, it is easy to be a crowd of people for several hours. First go to the park, walk around, and then wander around in different seating areas. If you don't sneak around, you should still be a little noisy. Your body is not too stiff. However, recently I started to want to remove the word healthy from the dictionary. The novel that started last night continues to be written. Maybe it's because This writing seems to have a sense of progress and flow. It is a very special first experience. But I didn't expect that at 5.30pm when I left the hotel, I talked to Weni. It turns out that we all have the idea of going to eat in advance at the same time. The frequency of each other is so shocking. But in the end, we don't talk about it. It's like testing the bottom line of each other's concentration. Until the theme song of the hotel came to mind, I started to pack my bag. I'm really obsessed with creation. As the saying goes, everything has a price. Recently, there was a delicious piece of tender tofu in our bowl. I was overwhelmed and felt very happy. And then, the waiter at 5.30pm also knew our arrival. Two cups of sugar-free green tea tied the handle of the bicycle again to go home with us. I continued to write. At 9pm, I walked into the street at night to get a bag of biscuits and a cup of coffee. Weni's original three-fold book recently became a four-fold book. No matter the books on the pre-order list, I accompanied her to the art park. Peaceful and pure life is particularly cherished. Finally, at 12 o'clock, I worked hard to send her a heart-warming letter. Thank you, my reader, for holding a beautiful rainbow with me. Under the sun and rain, let's shine together the light and brilliance of words. See you next week!