
靓靓的靓The reason why I became the team leader in 2015 and 2016
I usually go to Thailand once or twice a month.
Every time I go there, I will arrange to watch a ladyboy show.
In Bangkok and Pattaya
I don't know how many times I've seen the ladyboy show
How many different kinds of transvestites have I seen?
In fact, there is really no difference between them. Yes, I choose to use "they"
Because no matter how you look at it, they are who they are.
Tall, delicate but overly thick makeup, high heels and cheap dresses, every figure makes me, a woman, feel ashamed.
I have seen many vulgar performances at Jin Dong Ni in Bangkok, Siamese Princess and Oriental Princess in Pattaya. I have seen with my own eyes how women would press their artificially enlarged breasts against men's faces or even touch men's hands just to earn more tips. I have also seen with my own eyes how children, aged four or five, whose genders I could not tell, would wear tight clothes, twisting their bodies seductively but with numb faces. Even more numb than them were their parents, who stood behind them with their arms folded and stared at the number of coins that passers-by put into the small bucket in front of their children.
It is really heartbreaking and hateful. Kind people will always give money to children, but it is precisely because of these insensitive parents who take advantage of the kindness of tourists that the children have such a miserable childhood. Is this kindness? I often can’t figure it out…
Mimosa is a special presence among so many shows
The crystal girls here are really sexy, but they don't have such a strong commercial atmosphere. They won't force you to touch their breasts. Sometimes they can see your discomfort and embarrassment, and they won't do anything excessive when taking pictures. Many times when I was sitting outside the show, I would see them sitting quietly on the benches. Sometimes they would smile at me kindly when our eyes met and occasionally come up to me and ask if I wanted to take a photo. Even if I was rejected, they wouldn't press me like in other shows. Once I brought a lay Buddhist aunt to mimosa, and she said that the children here made her feel sad, but the ones at Oriental Princess were too commercial, and she only felt numbness.
I was silent after hearing this. I don't know why they chose this path. Such a difficult path is like a flower that is ripened prematurely. It is only bright for a moment, and the rest is full of pain.
Thailand is a country I love very much
Because this country is very real. From here you can see the coexistence of prosperity and backwardness, there are magnificent palaces and temples, and even more dilapidated old streets on the water, there are bright and fragrant flowers, and there is also stinking decay. There is no obvious dividing line between the light and darkness of the world here. Beautiful smiles can also bloom on the faces of poor people. You can see the simplicity and kindness engraved in the bones of the people of this country, the lazy and carefree life.
Every morning there are barefoot monks begging for alms, and believers who have prepared offerings in the morning are waiting for them. The monks in this country have long since become walking Buddhas, thin but with great power.
Buddha has endowed this country with peace and tranquility, but he also tolerates many of his imperfect children and accommodates many third-gender people in the world. Buddha said that there is nothing wrong with my children, but what is wrong is the bright daughters' hearts contained in the wrong bodies. No matter what, these are my children.
Many times I have seen the crystals coming and going on the street. Oh, crystals mean beautiful young ladies. During the New Year's Eve, I saw them walking arm in arm and washing off their makeup after get off work, just like ordinary girls. They spoke in a hoarse masculine voice and enthusiastically discussed where to go for fun, how much money they made today, and when to buy things. In fact, they are really quite cute. In fact, there is no difference, they are just a little more extravagant, their voices are a little unpleasant, and they are no different from other girls. In this magical land of Thailand, these children do not have to endure many strange looks like in other countries. I believe this must be the power of Buddha.
tolerate
Kind
So what if they are the third gender? Buddha said they are also my children.
The reason why I became the team leader in 2015 and 2016 I usually go to Thailand once or twice a month. Every time I go there, I will arrange to watch a ladyboy show. In Bangkok and Pattaya I don't know how many times I've seen the ladyboy show How many different kinds of transvestites have I seen? In fact, there is really no difference between them. Yes, I choose to use "they" Because no matter how you look at it, they are who they are. Tall, delicate but overly thick makeup, high heels and cheap dresses, every figure makes me, a woman, feel ashamed. I have seen many vulgar performances at Jin Dong Ni in Bangkok, Siamese Princess and Oriental Princess in Pattaya. I have seen with my own eyes how women would press their artificially enlarged breasts against men's faces or even touch men's hands just to earn more tips. I have also seen with my own eyes how children, aged four or five, whose genders I could not tell, would wear tight clothes, twisting their bodies seductively but with numb faces. Even more numb than them were their parents, who stood behind them with their arms folded and stared at the number of coins that passers-by put into the small bucket in front of their children. It is really heartbreaking and hateful. Kind people will always give money to children, but it is precisely because of these insensitive parents who take advantage of the kindness of tourists that the children have such a miserable childhood. Is this kindness? I often can’t figure it out… Mimosa is a special presence among so many shows The crystal girls here are really sexy, but they don't have such a strong commercial atmosphere. They won't force you to touch their breasts. Sometimes they can see your discomfort and embarrassment, and they won't do anything excessive when taking pictures. Many times when I was sitting outside the show, I would see them sitting quietly on the benches. Sometimes they would smile at me kindly when our eyes met and occasionally come up to me and ask if I wanted to take a photo. Even if I was rejected, they wouldn't press me like in other shows. Once I brought a lay Buddhist aunt to mimosa, and she said that the children here made her feel sad, but the ones at Oriental Princess were too commercial, and she only felt numbness. I was silent after hearing this. I don't know why they chose this path. Such a difficult path is like a flower that is ripened prematurely. It is only bright for a moment, and the rest is full of pain. Thailand is a country I love very much Because this country is very real. From here you can see the coexistence of prosperity and backwardness, there are magnificent palaces and temples, and even more dilapidated old streets on the water, there are bright and fragrant flowers, and there is also stinking decay. There is no obvious dividing line between the light and darkness of the world here. Beautiful smiles can also bloom on the faces of poor people. You can see the simplicity and kindness engraved in the bones of the people of this country, the lazy and carefree life. Every morning there are barefoot monks begging for alms, and believers who have prepared offerings in the morning are waiting for them. The monks in this country have long since become walking Buddhas, thin but with great power. Buddha has endowed this country with peace and tranquility, but he also tolerates many of his imperfect children and accommodates many third-gender people in the world. Buddha said that there is nothing wrong with my children, but what is wrong is the bright daughters' hearts contained in the wrong bodies. No matter what, these are my children. Many times I have seen the crystals coming and going on the street. Oh, crystals mean beautiful young ladies. During the New Year's Eve, I saw them walking arm in arm and washing off their makeup after get off work, just like ordinary girls. They spoke in a hoarse masculine voice and enthusiastically discussed where to go for fun, how much money they made today, and when to buy things. In fact, they are really quite cute. In fact, there is no difference, they are just a little more extravagant, their voices are a little unpleasant, and they are no different from other girls. In this magical land of Thailand, these children do not have to endure many strange looks like in other countries. I believe this must be the power of Buddha. tolerate Kind So what if they are the third gender? Buddha said they are also my children.