Bald Zhang fortune-telling _ bald Zhang's story

What does it mean for a woman to be shaved?

1.

Recently, the picture of a female nurse in Gansu shaving her head to Wuhan exploded on the Internet, and she was excited for a moment: What does it mean from the initial collective praise to the current female shaving head? I want to talk about my thinking.

First of all, shaving your head means different things to men and women. There is no "gender equality" on this issue. The man who shaves his head can be Xu zhēng or Bao Beier-it's still popular in Shuai Shuai, but have you ever seen a female star shave her head? Anyway, I haven't seen it-even the image of a bald nun in a film and television drama is mostly the effect of a headdress. It can be seen that hair is the second face of women and the practice of femininity.

A bald beauty can't walk the world unless she is a nun. And a nun, frankly speaking, because of her religious beliefs, from the moment she chose to become a monk, her hair became a thing apart from her body.

Visible tonsure = becoming a monk. It's true. Hair symbolizes desire, and shaving your head means jumping out of the world of mortals and converting to my Buddha.

This is a sense of ritual given to shaving at the religious level.

2.

Ordinary women, if they shave their heads for no reason, are regarded as heterogeneous, and it is inevitable to point fingers at people around them.

This is the common sense of people in China about shaving their heads. It can be seen that in our subconscious, a good woman will not shave her head, and a woman who shaves her head must have her problems.

Here, hair is equivalent to a woman's face, or "dignity". In ancient times, there was a punishment of beheading, and both men and women achieved the punishment by shaving their heads. Today, we still follow the old practice of treating prisoners, which is proof.

The same is the shaving, and the male bald head and the female bald head give people different shocks and psychological shocks. A woman with a shaved head is streaking her scalp-going out is the key.

Therefore, the girl who shaved her head shed tears, which is absolutely sincere.

If passive shaving is a heavy injury to men, it is a double blow to women: humiliation and internal injuries. Men and women are not equal in shaving their heads.

So, when the governor asked the girl to shave her head with a stroke of the pen, could she be more humane? Does this head have to be shaved? Does long hair make you miserable? If it's your own girl, will you?

The girls who still choose to shave their heads after three questions are all good girls, and their efforts deserve our admiration and praise.

3.

As a girl, I have a say in shaving my head. I might as well make a "statement of appearance" here.

That year, my hair began to fall off because of the side effects of drugs. Although the doctor told me that I had done a good job in psychological construction, I watched my hair fall off in large quantities, just like "leaves falling like the spray of a waterfall", and my inner scenes suddenly gushed out: I felt unprecedented depression and trouble, and my tears fell down, as if blaming God, why did I get sick and peel my hair? ...

A few days later, I decided to take the initiative to shave my head because I was too lazy to clean up the messy hair on the pillow towel. But it took me a lot of brains to go to the barber shop to shave my head-I can't go often, for fear that I can't control Mr. Tony's mouth; I can't go where I haven't been before, because it's difficult to talk. I am thin. ...

After much deliberation, I finally decided to go to the shop in the corner of my community-the facade is old, the old aunt sits in the town, and most of the patrons are elderly people.

But I still can't leave-shaving my head must be kept secret, especially for girls. What if people think I want to kill myself without shaving me? ...

While thinking, I began to plan when I would enter the store. To this end, I paid attention to the morning, noon and evening passenger flow of this store, and made a survey for seven days in a row-and finally came to the conclusion that Tuesday night after seven o'clock is the best time.

Finally, that day came.

The normal haircut process begins with shampooing. In normal times, that's fine, but at the moment, when it comes to washing my hair, I panic. My old aunt washed my hair and just scratched her head and pulled off a handful of hair. I knew very early that I had a guilty conscience, and I confessed voluntarily: Auntie, I shaved it off for a while, all because I took medicine. ...

The old aunt knows a lot and doesn't talk nonsense at all Wash your hair, spread the cloth and pick up the clipper. It's quick and clean. In less than five minutes, a strange bald head appeared in the mirror-I couldn't bear to look straight.

During the whole operation, it was just me and my old aunt. For me, this is the first time in my life, but it is full of "guilt"-shaving my head is actually involved in guilt, not alarmism. For the old aunt, I think this must not be her first haircut business. I am satisfied with her professionalism and professionalism.

However, just as I was preparing to check out with my mobile phone, three people came in, a father with a pair of children. Naturally, they came for a haircut. At this time, when I met someone, I was extremely embarrassed-as if I were "showing off".

The middle-aged man took a glance and turned away at once. It happened that the little boy's eyes were the most naughty, and the little boy blurted out, "Why is her hair gone?" I was ashamed in an instant.

"Shave your head to cool off." The old aunt said.

"Then I'll shave one, too." The little boy said.

After paying the money, I ran away.

After shaving, the pillow towel is clean. But then there is a new test: how to go out fair and square.

I'm crazy about buying wigs, short, long, straight and curly-but no matter what I do, they're fake, not as comfortable and natural as real hair.

I began to miss my hair.

I always don't like my hair when it is there. When my hair was gone, I began to understand its beauty-I couldn't help feeling that everything in the world was "really fragrant". ...

It's simple-the hair grows back after stopping taking the medicine!

With the hair reset, it seems that the beauty of the world has come back together. Every girl who has shaved her head can understand this. So much for the so-called "faithful wife".