My heart is racing
Text/Chen Jie
I felt a nervousness in my heart, and I couldn't tell what it was like. In addition to nervousness, it is a headless and brainless upset. I seem to know why I'm upset and I don't seem to understand why I'm upset. In short, the heart cannot be calm. Upset, I don't want to talk to people, I don't want to listen to people. I just want to sleep with my head covered, I just want to forget everything in my deep sleep, so that my body and mind can get a little relief and peace. I don't know if I'm sick or not, but I always look worried every day, as if something big can't be solved.
On that day, the village health center's Chunyu doctor gave a neighbor an elderly person to go to the clinic to practice medicine passing in front of my door, I took the liberty of calling out to Dr. Chunyu, telling me about my upset symptoms, hoping that Dr. Chunyu could answer my questions and see what kind of disease I had. Dr. Chunyu listened to my story, and then gave me a pulse, smiled lightly, and said that there was not much of a problem, it may be that I usually have nothing to do, think too much, and make random associations, resulting in sometimes nervousness and upset. As long as the mood is relaxed and does not want those unnecessary things, it will be fine slowly.
I know that Dr. Chunyu is right, but how can I let go, how can I not think about the trivialities of the past or the future. Dr. Chunyu warned: If you are always sullen, worried, and do not think about tea and rice, after a long time, you may develop depression. My God, Dr. Chunyu is also too good at scaring me, an honest person who doesn't understand medical science and doesn't know the disease. I wish I had depression, or autism, or neurosis, and then I had every reason to close myself off and stop looking at worldly intrigues and disturbances. No longer transcend their own human sophistication, treat people and things. Or end your life as soon as possible, sleep long, and enjoy the grave.
Although I thought so in my heart, I still followed Dr. Chunyu's instructions and went to the village health center with her, where I did a not-so-comprehensive examination. Fortunately, a little bit of a heart rhythm is not a big problem. Prescribed some medicine, said some precautions, and let me go. I looked at Dr. Chunyu hesitantly and didn't leave for half a day. I wanted to know something from her, but I couldn't say it again. I still wanted something from her, but I couldn't remember. I don't know if Dr. Chunyu's medical skills can cure my heart disease. But, I knew I was not saved. Therefore, do not go far away to seek magic medicine, and ask yourself for a cure. Mediocre people disturb themselves, and it is not a pity to die.
【About the Author】
Chen Jie, male, Zhou Zhilou guanren. Jian resided under the ancient building in the tourist resort, and studied on the side of Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching. He loves calligraphy and painting, loves literature, and is good at collecting. He has published many articles in newspapers and magazines such as "Shaanxi Education", "Contemporary Youth", "Shaanxi Daily" and so on. He worked in a school in Louguan Town, Zhouzhi County, and was a special contributor to Shaanxi Daily and Xi'an Evening News. Contracted author of "Poetry rhymes and ink language".