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Chapter 11 Time Will Respect Everyone's Efforts (1)
When a person feels that the road under his feet is getting wider and wider, he has the opportunity to discover that it is such a beautiful thing to exist in this world.Time will not disappoint everyone who works hard. If you never forget, there will be echoes.

Don’t forget the original intention

This world has never been fair, but only you can control your own future. Your dream lies in yourself, not in what the world thinks of your dream.

I chatted with a magazine reader by chance, and said that there was an 18-year-old girl who liked photography, but her family thought she was not doing a good job. She was in the third year of high school, and the college entrance examination was overwhelming.Hearing this, I feel very sad. Isn't what this girl is facing is exactly what we were facing back then?More than ten years have passed, and our youthful dreams are still struggling in the shackles.

When I was a teenager, I often heard the words of teachers and family members. When you are admitted to university and find a good job, you have plenty of time and money to develop your dreams. The most urgent thing is to study hard.Follow the temptation, but lure the dream into the fire pit.Youth is the time when dreams are most active. Unconstrained dreams create a colorful life, but blocking the path of dreams, we have to sigh at a certain moment: If only... it would have been fine!

It is rare to hear that old people can still be as energetic as they were when they were young, pack up their bags and go for a walk-and-go trip, and I have never heard of old people who dare to love and hate. Floating in emotional frustration and joy, dreams seem to belong to The patent of youth.

I said, dreams cannot be lost.Perhaps for you now, the college entrance examination is more important, but for life, dreams are like a beacon that can guide you forward.Many years ago, I started to like writing. When I was young, I thought I could touch the whole world with my clumsy pen and ink.I didn't succeed.

In high school, writing was almost my only passion.However, after three years of writing exam essays, none of them could be approved by the teacher. Only in the third year of high school, I followed the teacher’s rules and the rules of the college entrance examination and wrote a story about Zhuang Zhou’s dream of a butterfly with parallel words and sentences. The teacher was very happy , taking turns reading aloud in the class she teaches.But that's not what I want to write about.

I remember once I wrote a group of poems as homework, and the Chinese teacher found me, do you call it poetry?Not like poetry, not like prose, at best like a prose poem.Her casual ridicule stimulated my love for words when I was a teenager.Knowing the shame and then being brave, I listened to the song of the Xin Orchestra: Indifferent people, thank you for once looking down on me, asking me not to bow my head, and live a more wonderful life.I feel that this lyrics seems to encourage a boy like himself who is tossed by dreams and reality.

Later I found poems by Haizi, Gu Cheng, and Bei Dao to read.Perhaps at the age of seventeen or eighteen, I couldn't grasp the rhythm of these poems well, but all romantic feelings became real in the dream-like impulse and writing.I don't know when the dream will break out of the cocoon, but it has sprouted.

Later, I started to contribute articles, and I started to spend a lot of time fighting against the library and my own dreams. Finally, I began to publish texts in "Southern Weekend" and "Prose Poetry". Even small pages are cherished like treasures.Later, my news and current commentary won the Chongqing News Award.Looking back at the teacher's criticism back then, it seems that the biggest motivation at the beginning came from dreams and young self-esteem.

Almost like all teenagers with dreams, they once dreamed of being a war correspondent, of being a writer, of using words to write their hearts, and using words to touch the whole world.Later, I became a magazine editor, and became the closest friend with words, or the most sincere friend with dreams.I am no longer one of the six people who raised their hands when the professor asked how many people took the initiative to apply for the Chinese language and literature major in college. I know what I need, and I have never been alone.

After hearing this story, the 18-year-old girl said: It turns out that there are really people in this world who never forget their original aspirations!

Yes, when I said this, I hoped that this small dream flame would not disappear prematurely under the pressure of the college entrance examination.We have too much time to spend in those trivial lives that make people lose their dreams. At the age that is most worth dreaming, why can't the flame of dreams burn longer and more intensely?
I don't know if this girl will be able to walk in the vastness of mountains, rivers and seas with a camera on her back in the future, just like I don't know how many of us who are young in this trivial life have dreams in our hearts, and how many people still have dreams. In the busy life, for a moment, I will think of the direction of my heart when I was a teenager.

I have been to many cities and met many people. Most of them have exactly the same faces and are overwhelmed by life. But in Beijing, a city where dreams and pressure coexist, I have also seen many people who are just like myself. , under the pressure of life, when the publishing industry is going downhill, they are still struggling in the quagmire of their dreams. I know they believe that the publishing industry will not die, books will not die, ideas will not die, and dreams will not die.

But more people, in their 30s and [-]s, do not want to be a civil servant who can see the head at a glance. They are envious of so many people who can go and work and travel around the world, but they still can't make it. Change, try to make the dreams that have not been extinguished burn brightly.

Maybe not everyone is suitable for a life of literature and art, maybe you don’t like Lijiang, Tongli, and Wuyuan, places with fresh literature and art, maybe you don’t have such great ambitions to travel around the world, maybe you never thought about becoming a writer or an astronomy Home, but I believe that you, like me, once had a dream in your heart that was so small that you didn’t even want to reveal it to your friends.

It's just that, perhaps in many people's minds, they have been buried by more "important" things such as work, money, and housing.Buried in the depths of my heart, I still have some unwillingness to sigh when I wake up one morning.

He once saw letters from readers, wrote letters and submitted manuscripts again and again, and was not hired again and again, but he still did not give up.The boy's handwriting is chic and elegant, with a sense of power, I believe it is just like his burning dream at that time.Because there are too many letters, there is little time on weekdays to actually write rejection letters to these readers.

Until one day, I don’t know how many times he failed to submit a manuscript, he suddenly wrote a long letter, the words are still so elegant and powerful, but with some complaints and disappointment, he feels that the world has treated him badly. dream.The letter was particularly long, much longer than his usual submissions. After reading it, I felt particularly heavy, as if I had assumed the role of a villain who dreamed of judging.

Finally I picked up the pen and wrote him a letter in person.I hope he will not be discouraged. This world is never fair, but only you can control your own future. Your dream lies in yourself, not in what the world thinks of your dream.

Since then, the teenager has not written to contribute again.I don't know whether my letter has reached his hands. It feels like my reply is like how many times he has contributed, and it has disappeared.

At the age of 26 or [-], dreams are burning fiercely, but they also have a strong love and hatred for this world, but at the age of [-], the power of dreams seems to be weak. We have become accustomed to hurting our dreams in this world, and we seem to gradually lose ability to resist.

This loss is terrible.The terrible thing is that we have compromised in the face of the world, are willing to surrender, and bury our original intention in a corner that we can't find.

When we were sixteen or seventeen, we failed to chase our dreams. Today, no one is nagging you in your ears about what you want to do for the college entrance examination and your family. When our destiny can be in our own hands, we retreat.

Sometimes, we lament that Ma Yun has become the new richest man in China, that Han Han can gallop in the circle of writers and racetracks even after dropping out of school, and that Guo Jingming, who once wrote miserable and miserable words, has become one of the best cultural businessmen in capital.They are worthy of this envy, because they know better what is not to forget the original intention, so as to be consistent.

Change yourself first, then change the world

How long has it been since we saw the sky full of stars?How long has it been since we saw the dreams that we put on the shelf?
Love and marriage are eternal propositions.Some people say that if you can read and accept Bergman's "Married Life", you can get married.So I found a movie, followed the review of the ten-year marriage life of the hero and heroine, and revealed the appearance of life in the broken thoughts.The pace of the movie is very slow, just like Edward Yang's "Yi Yi", which almost uses boredom to describe life for you. Life is like that, and it has never been the exaggeration and ups and downs in most movies.

The man said he was used to the old sofa, he was used to the lamp, everything gave him a sense of stability, he loved listening to Bach's Matthew Passions, and even though he didn't believe in God, it still made him feel Pious, he likes to communicate with the elders of both families, because in communicating with them, he can return to the feeling of being protected by his family when he was a child.

The life of the man and the woman is flat and happy, but they both feel that there is a problem in the family relationship, and no one knows how quickly the next storm will hit, and they will be overwhelmed.But they're used to it, used to the feeling of having each other.I am used to the slow and rhythmless, but regular emotions, going out and going home regularly.

We are probably as used to it as the men and women in Married Life.

We are used to sleeping late in the morning, and the alarm clock rings one after another. We need many alarms to wake ourselves up from the deadline at work.Weary in spring, tired in autumn, cold in winter, no matter what time of day, we can always let ourselves lie in bed, leave our comfort zone as late as possible, and then rely on the speed we have already practiced to run from the subway station to the company before the attendance machine jumps the clock.If we clock in one second before we are late, we will always smile knowingly and feel that we have done a great job!

When we are used to going to work, we take the subway at the same window, take the bus of the same line, and take the same route.Every day we go to the same restaurant and eat the same work meals. Even if we occasionally cook by ourselves, we cook the same dishes. We repeat the same thing every day. We check Weibo at the same time to check the status of our friends. Then either stay silent, or send out a few messages indicating that you are also very happy in your life.We would go to the same store to buy clothes, drink drinks, and end up sleeping in the same bed, dreaming the same dreary dreams, and heading into the same life the next day.

We are used to the life of two people together, we are used to the existence of each other, no matter what the other party means to us, we are just used to it.We are used to cooking for two, watching movies together, and spending the last passion in the tedious life together, but we don't know how to make the days of youth more rippling, we don't yearn for each other so strongly, we just strongly desire each other We are deeply afraid of losing each other, because we are used to having someone around, as if everything will be safe, and we don't have to deal with possible sudden changes alone.

We are used to seeing others working hard for their favorite careers, seeing other people's hard work and still not changing their original intentions, seeing other people's successes and failures on the Internet, and then throwing a look of disdain. "Isn't that the case?" Disdainful, fearful in the heart, fearing that we should make some efforts, but we are used to that kind of fear, accustomed to fear, and then use fear to torture ourselves, and then use fear to instill deep in our hearts. Callouses everywhere to deal with those little ruminations and longings.We are also used to the silent disappearance of fear, maybe we have long been used to the dull life of numbness and hopelessness... We all envy those who dare to live their youth wonderfully.We admire those people in middle age, who still maintain the persistence and struggle of their youth in their life and career.Maybe at a certain moment we will look forward to that kind of life, maybe we will hide our fear with a gesture of disdain, maybe we just need to take that step, even if we try harder... I accidentally saw a paragraph on Weibo, a few pictures The photos sort out the lives of several successful people:

Xerox CEO Ursula Burns wakes up at 3:30 every day, and although she often works late into the night, she still guarantees personal fitness training for at least an hour twice a week. Sergio Marchionne, CEO of Fiat-Chrysler, has dual nationality. When he wakes up every day, most people in the world are still asleep - [-]:[-].Whenever Italy is on holiday, he goes back to work in the US; when the US is on holiday, he goes back to Italy to work...the news also said the CEOs of Starbucks, Twitter, Pepsi, Disney, Apple, they wake up early every day , do sports, meditate, and work hard for the cause you insist on.And when they are working hard for their goals, maybe we are still sleeping in a comfortable bed, pressing the alarm clock to wake up again and again.

We are eager to change, eager to be like them, eager to ignite the light of hope in our little dreams.At the moment when the butterfly transforms, it has never been so easy to transform from the cocoon, and the beautiful life and dreams have never been so easy.Everyone has dreams. Once upon a time, we forgot our dreams, felt that those were just teenage fantasies, felt that they could not be abandoned, and felt that we would never be able to be like the bosses of Apple, Pepsi, and Starbucks.Sometimes we doubt ourselves from the bottom of our hearts, inheriting the inherent path and rhythm of life from the previous generation, we are like people living in the past, losing our desire for the future.

Nine knives said: But!The most powerful thing in life is this But!Yes, the most powerful thing in life is this But, but between the desire to change and the fear of change, we hold the most basic and greatest power. This power allows us to decide which one to put our desire and fear first. In the back: We desire change, but we fear change; or we fear change, but we desire change.

Different sequences determine our attitude towards the future.Just like the butterfly effect, a small butterfly flutters its wings, and no one will know, because when it flaps, a strong wind blows on the other side of the ocean.In the butterfly effect of life, it may be such a small attitude and a simple sequence that determine the rest of our lives.

I interviewed two indie folk singers.They are more independent than all independent musicians. Perhaps other independent musicians can sign with independent music companies such as Modern Sky and Bingmasi, but they carry their dreams on their own shoulders.The two boys sang warm folk songs, and each song wrote their own life experience.

Originally, they were like us, big boys born in the 80s, one was an architectural appraiser and the other was an illustrator. They could also be like us, get used to daily life, find differences in every bit of life, and let themselves move on , repeat the daily routine.They can also get used to the life where their dreams are hidden in the snow.But they don't.

One night, the boy worked part-time as a painting teacher and returned to his residence late at night.He looked up at the sky full of stars, he thought, how long has it been since we saw the sky full of stars?How long has it been since we saw our dreams that we had shelved?So he wrote a song called "One Man's Beijing":
How long have you not seen the sky full of stars
The false light of the city night, cover your eyes
Even weekend movies are no longer fun
Tired days with too many problems

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Yes, they are the good sister band that is popular in China now.

(End of this chapter)