misery index

When I get up early to comb my hair, the comb in my hand swims between my hair with my long hair, and my mood relaxes with the smoothness of my hair.

Suddenly, the comb in my hand suddenly stopped, and my fingers were not firmly grasped. The comb came off my hand and fell to the ground with a bang. 1.65 meters tall, free fall, and guessed the result of the comb falling before turning around. I have two pimples in my heart I turned around and saw that the comb had been folded in half. I picked it up regretfully and put it on the box. I went to find another comb and continued to comb my hair.

Comb your hair, and then pick up the comb that broke in half. The comb is disconnected from the middle, so you can comb half in your hand, but you can't put your hair together, which is very inconvenient to use. I looked at it and knew that the comb that was broken in two could no longer be used, so I had to throw it into the trash can with my other broken combs.

I bought this comb only two days ago. It pains me to be laid off with such honor in less than a week. But the thought of buying this comb only cost ten yuan. When I first started combing my hair, I felt astringent, not so good, and I didn't feel so distressed. After all, it's only ten dollars, and it's really not worth spending too much time grieving.

I remember that my last comb was a horn comb that my husband bought me in Xi 'an when he was on a business trip. The black comb is smooth and weighty in my hand. At first glance, it seems like a good thing. I liked it at first sight. Besides combing my hair, I like to play when I'm free.

As careless as I am, in the same scene, my horn comb broke, and watching it break in two, my tears almost fell. Looking at the remains of the horn comb, I was reluctant to throw it away, but I managed to use it for a long time until its teeth were almost broken.

Two combs, because of their different values, because I attach different importance to them, have different distress indexes in my mind. Finally, when I lose them, my performance will be completely different.

It seems that the level of distress index depends on the degree of concern of the parties to things or things. When we meet something we care about, we will spend time, money and thoughts on it, and we will try our best to manage it well. If it is unfortunate to lose this thing for objective reasons, our hearts will definitely be painful. The more efforts we make, the greater the pain of loss, and even a part of our heart will be deeply cut off with a knife.

Hehe, a little thing raised me to a very high level of value. It seems that what Qipa said was not for nothing. Obviously, this numerical reference range is very wide.

As simple as what you bought. The more money you pay, the more distressed you are when you lose it. I remember my mother once told me that her workmate lost a gold earring and was so sad that she didn't sleep for several days. I smiled and told my mother that it hurts to lose you! Just look at how rich you are and how strong your ability to bear losses is.

It is too complicated for you to love someone. The more feelings you give, the greater the pain of losing her. Once, I loved someone wholeheartedly, looking forward to coming to the end of my life together, but I didn't want to fall apart and never see each other again before going through it. It took me a whole year to get out of that painful feeling. Now every time I think about that relationship and that person, a certain part of my heart still hurts.