雲吞面面

Woman power was represented as full saturation by a Tanzania woman Pili Hussein, who disguised herself as a man for an access to mining work and who has been stoic for 10 years, not relieving all the displeasure she met while treated as a man until the day she owned a mining company under her name now. 

Her image came into my sight as an middle-aged lady with her rough skin, bloodshot eyes mingled with some yellow turbidity, and her dry cracked lips - apparently not like a woman. 

I believe that every woman shall live in abundant styles especially an exquisite way. But as I looked into her seemingly languid eyes, I was aware of her suffering from the masculine uninhibition. 

Complaints usually easily come out from me, about life, about present, about relationship, about everything I loathe. 

I bet it's not a satisfactory comment for people around. 

So for Pili she naturally has my admiration, but on the other hand she also gives me a reflection to my attitude. 

That is, we are endowed by God with some experience  out of a reason. Every experience is fated to be meaningful. 

Try and cherish?