It can be understood as: Life is like a bowl of spinach soup, bright but bitter. Even if you are brightly dressed, have an important status, and shine in front of others, how can you cover up the taste left by life? You cannot Cover up these smells because you can't give up life, life carries all your needs, even if the process of life is difficult!
Life is like a pot of spinach soup
It’s interesting to think about it after laughing. If you have too much spinach, you will only see the spinach but not the soup. If you have too little, the clear soup will be boring and lack of water. ; When you are hungry, don’t satisfy your hunger; when you are full, it doesn’t matter whether you drink or not; if you are diligent, the spinach is not ripe; if you are lazy, you are too energetic; if you add something else, the spinach taste will be less... indeed Difficult...
There is a barbecue restaurant next to the school. The owner is from the Northeast, and the business is very hot every day. And we are the temporary waiters who take orders and serve food. ?Yesterday was the end of two months since I worked as a waiter. Due to the weather, there were not many customers. As a college student who is new to the world, I walk into my job at five o'clock every night with love and return to my dormitory at ten o'clock, dragging my tired legs. The salary is ten yuan an hour, and how many laps of 800 meters need to be run in one night. In the first month of work, I wore out a pair of shoes. For someone born after the 1995 Five-Year Plan, this was an unforgettable incident.
Two months, the most real social life. I've seen big bosses driving BMWs and Mercedes-Benz leading a group of "flaming red lips" to drink and make noise, and I've also seen sanitation workers after get off work dressed in dirt and holding faded woven bags carefully asking us if we have clear soup noodles. I've seen a group of underage people with colorfully dyed hair fight and fight for a drink, and I've also seen a lonely old man drink until he cried without saying a word.
Every time the boss and the landlady disagree, they start scolding each other, and the scolding is not unpleasant. I learned the most from these two people, including the ability to turn black into white and white into black, especially the ability to flatter. Maybe we are too straightforward and cannot learn these things. The boss likes to sit on the chair at the door and watch the three rows below filled with people eating and drinking. We run in and out like tops carrying dishes and wine, sweating profusely. He said that looking at the people eating below, it was like playing Super Mario Bros. The heads were like pieces of gold coins, and everything sitting there was full of money. I think he must be making money like crazy.
I have been scolded by my boss several times, and my face has become thicker and thicker. I don’t know how many times I have dealt with the guests, fighting with courage. The aura of wandering in the world in the novel seems to be only felt when you take a can of iced Coke and drink it down in one go after get off work every day, and stand at an intersection with no people or cars, waiting for the traffic light. Yesterday my boss said that life is like a bowl of spinach soup, but I can't understand it. Everyone plays a role in this society and has a different plot. Some regrettable settings are more or less helpless, just like those drunk people shouting about the injustice of the world, but think about how the world is also so tolerant.