{"id":4342,"date":"2018-12-07T19:14:21","date_gmt":"2018-12-07T11:14:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.dimsumdolly.com\/?p=4342"},"modified":"2018-12-07T19:15:18","modified_gmt":"2018-12-07T11:15:18","slug":"%e4%bd%a0%e6%9c%89%e5%be%8c%e6%82%94%e9%81%8e%e5%97%8e-have-you-ever-regretted","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.dimsumdolly.net\/?p=4342","title":{"rendered":"\u4f60\u6709\u5f8c\u6094\u904e\u55ce? Have you ever regretted?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Last Monday evening in Sydney\u00a0was a balmy one with clear blue skies and a light breeze. I left the office at 5:45pm and decided to go for a walk around Barangaroo before taking the train home. I was walking up to Observatory Hill when I saw a Chinese lady in her 50s looking lost. And so I went up to her to ask if she needed help. At first I spoke in English but then she asked, &#8220;Chinese?&#8221;, and I started speaking to her in Chinese instead.<\/p>\n<p>Turns out she really was lost and needed help getting back to her hotel which was in the Chinatown area. She didn&#8217;t really know how to read her map and she couldn&#8217;t speak or read any English. Since I didn&#8217;t have anything to rush to and was just having a stroll anyway, I offered to walk her there. She seemed incredulous and asked me a few times, &#8220;\u4f60\u6c92\u4e8b\u5427 ?&#8221; (Are you alright??). She probably thought it wasn&#8217;t possible that someone would offer to walk her there.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, we chatted along the way and I told I was from Singapore and had worked in Hong Kong before coming to Sydney. I found out her name was Zhao Lin, from Qingdao, and she has a daughter who&#8217;s 30 and single. Her daughter keeps saying she wants to leave China to see the world. But Zhao Lin said she keeps telling her daughter &#8220;No&#8221; and that she needs to find someone to marry and settle down with. But Zhao Lin then looked at me and said, &#8220;\u4f46\u4f60\u9019\u6a23\u4e5f\u4e0d\u932f, \u5230\u8655\u53bb\u73a9.&#8221; (But it&#8217;s pretty good being like you too; you have been to many places.) She asked if I was here with family and I said &#8220;No, I&#8217;m single.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Then she asked, &#8220;\u4f60\u6709\u5f8c\u6094\u904e\u55ce?&#8221; [Have you ever regretted (leaving Singapore)?] Guess she must have felt sorry for me that I was still single.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;\u6c92\u6709, \u6211\u6c92\u5f8c\u6094\u904e&#8221;. I told her that I have never regretted leaving Singapore. And it&#8217;s true. Even though I haven&#8217;t always been happy while on my own &#8211; and it&#8217;s difficult dealing with loneliness, adjusting to a new place and making new friends &#8211; I&#8217;ve never regretted venturing out of Singapore. Living in a different country is not the same as going for a holiday, and I&#8217;ve learnt many life skills from living abroad. Anyway, I know I would never have been happy being in Singapore all my life; I&#8217;ve always wanted to see the world and experience more than what Singapore could offer. Yes, I may have missed out on getting married and having children like many of my friends have done, but who&#8217;s to say I would have all of that had I stayed? I&#8217;ll never know anyway, so no use pondering over it.<\/p>\n<p>At the end of our walk, we took a picture together and she was very thankful for my help. It felt good to help someone and it was nice making a connection with someone if only for awhile. The random things that come up when one goes ambling around!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last Monday evening in Sydney\u00a0was a balmy one with clear blue skies and a light breeze. 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