Thank you for making me who I like

Chapter 14 You Taught Me to Hold the Crown Calmly and Firmly (4)
In my sophomore year, my eldest brother got bored in the student union and was kicked out at the new term; my second child failed in N love affairs; and I lived a comfortable life, my grades were a mess, and I was almost punished.Looking at Ms. Guo again, I found out that she not only won a generous scholarship, won the first prize in the school host competition, but also passed the English Level [-], Level [-] and Computer Level [-] examinations in one go.When the student union was re-elected, she was appointed as the Minister of Learning.What is even more shocking is that the former senior who "likes men" sent roses to our dormitory and began to pursue Miss Guo!

During a sleepover meeting late at night, the boss said how Miss Guo's fortune suddenly changed, just like Cinderella suddenly possessed a crystal slipper and a pumpkin carriage, and won the favor of the prince.Miss Guo smiled and said a lot of things we didn't know.

"Actually, I was hit hard in my freshman year. Every time I failed, I climbed to the top of the library building and cried while blowing the cold wind. But what's the use of crying? I remembered the warnings my seniors gave me. You feel very lost in college. When I was young, I studied hard. I got up early in the morning and went to the self-study room to practice Mandarin, and I insisted on self-study for three hours in the evening, which has never stopped for a year. In my spare time, I participated in a physical training class and tried to lose weight. I grasped everything I have the opportunity to express myself and work hard to exercise my abilities in all aspects. At that time, my idea was very simple, just to make myself outstanding and beautiful, so that boys would like me. Gradually, life became more and more fulfilling, I just realized my self-worth. I used to dream of Cinderella's unrealistic prince, and then I realized that happiness is to be won by yourself."

After that, we all called Ms. Guo "Queen Guo", and she did have the aura of a queen who is courageous, strong, and constantly striving for self-improvement.In fact, every girl should be her own queen, and strive to pursue everything she wants in order to find her own value.

grow up all the way
Luo Yu
In the second day of junior high school, the school organizes a physical examination.In front of me was a tall boy.In the sun, he lowered his eyes quietly, his eyelashes casting a shadow on his face.I stood behind him, enjoying the momentary shade brought by his slender shadow, my heart was like a green meadow after the rain, with little flowers about to bloom.

When I was silently happy in my heart, I suddenly heard him and a group of boys screaming sharply: "Haha, dwarves." In front of all kinds of "smiles", my head was sweating, and my heart was crying.It turns out that his height, to me, is not only a shade, but also a shadow.

Back then, I still liked the fairy tales of Andersen and the Brothers Grimm. I thought that every girl was a delicate Princess and the Pea, a Cinderella protected by a prince.Then, I learned that not all girls are Snow White, and they may also be dwarves.

In the first year of high school, when I was chatting with my friends, she reminded me kindly but cruelly: "Your teeth are ugly, they are always sticking out of your lips." From then on, when I looked in the mirror, I didn't dare to smile anymore.I had to go get braces installed.My mother asked: "Are you afraid?" My hands and feet were cold and my heart trembled slightly, but I still smiled reluctantly: "It's okay."

The teeth were rigidly fitted with steel hoops, and the pain was so painful that the heart became like a needle when eating.I smiled in the mirror, with a strange metallic light shining in my mouth, like a female ghost with a blue face and fangs.I was very sad, but my lips could be closed into a nice shape, and I was a little happy in my heart.

The boys in the class numbered the girls in the class.There are school flowers, class flowers, and 4 golden flowers.I can write articles and solve a math problem in several ways, but they can't see it.I choose to be silent, choose to sit in the most hidden corner of the classroom, but they can always find me.They call me: Steel Tooth Girl.

After a long, long time, I realized how difficult it is for boys of fifteen or sixteen to see girls' delicate, beautiful and sensitive hearts through their appearance.

In the second year of high school, the school will prepare a cultural evening.I can write articles, play the piano and sing, speak fluent English and standard Mandarin, so I signed up.Flying youth, I also hope to have a bright night of my own.But I lost the election.A few girls from the student council sneered: "When you step on stage and shake the mountain with every step, you won't be afraid of breaking the stage? One must be self-aware!" The students looked at me and laughed.I weigh 120 catties, and I am a chubby girl, like an emperor penguin.

From then on, I didn't dare to eat indiscriminately. When I was hungry and my stomach hurt at night, I would think of the smiles of those girls, so beautiful, but so indifferent.However, my weight did not decrease because of this. Amidst the "fat girl" from my classmates intentionally or unintentionally, I finally returned home as if I had escaped.

Looking at the dresses hanging in the closet, I couldn't help crying.Mom knew it, and showed me pictures of her when she was young, and she was actually chubby and silly.My mother said: Girls in adolescence will gain weight. They are taking in nutrients and then grow into a slender and tall poplar.

Only now did I know that youth is a box of chocolate candies, and the next one is always worth looking forward to.I also know that the inner beauty is actually more important than the outer beauty, such as showing a kind smile when facing the flaws of others.

In high school, I fell in love with a boy.The boy has a handsome appearance and a refined smile like Hanazawa Lei.I finally mustered up the courage to hand over my love letter on the way he must pass.Every stroke on the love letter is a girl's blooming mind, cautious and full of expectation.At the end of the letter, I said: On the way to school, how about together?The boy froze for a moment, smiled, and put the letter in his pocket.

Since then, there have been more expectations.On the way to school, I would wait at the intersection half an hour in advance to watch his bicycle gallop past like the wind, but he didn't stop much; when he passed by my window, he was the same as usual, without a superfluous smile.

A long time later, I was in the boys' dormitory and saw my letter.It sat quietly on the boy's desk, unopened.I pulled the letter out and dusted it off.The boy was a little embarrassed: "It's all given by girls. I haven't had time to read it yet, and I don't know who wrote it." He seems to have forgotten that I have done such things.

I surreptitiously tossed the letter in the trash like a cheap crush.I am also secretly glad that all of this is like a self-directed and self-acted movie. I have cried, laughed, liked, lost, vulnerable, and strong, but only I know.

On my 17th birthday, recalling the pain and injuries I experienced on the road of youth, every time I feel so hopeless, so overwhelmed, and so unable to see the end.But all of these should be called "youth".

your life can be fresh

McDull

Yilu, you are probably the most chic among the girls in our class.Before graduating from university, you have traveled all over 24 provinces; for a coat, you can spend two months of pocket money, regardless of the consequences; if you are in love, how many people can own it all the time around the campus? Whisper till dawn love?
However, people always grow up, maybe at the age of 28, there is no fixed point in time.Recently you chatted with me, it seems very distressed.You said that you are getting more and more uncomfortable with the nine-to-five job; you say that you yearn for freedom and do not want to be bound in the world; pleasure.

The more you talk, the more I think.

Can't see the dream is the saddest
Yilu, before I talk about my dream with you, let me talk about my friend Xiao P first.Little P is the same age as us, he is a boy studying science and engineering, and like most of our classmates, he joined an IT company to work after graduation.

The IT industry used to be one of the hottest industries in this era, and of course the income was relatively high.The high income supported Xiao P's life in fresh clothes and angry horses, but it also made him feel confused for a while. As you said, a life without any changes made him feel very bad.

So Xiao P wanted to make a change for himself.He saw the gap from a good friend: that friend had an MBA from a prestigious school and had extraordinary vision.Little P decided to go to a prestigious school for an MBA.In the first year, he failed; in the second year, he still failed; when he was 30 years old, which was the third year, he finally got his wish and was admitted to that prestigious school, happily paying a tuition fee of 3 yuan to study up.These three years are the busiest three years for Little P, including the next few years, he will be very busy.Busy with work, exams, and school, he sacrificed the time for playing games and exercising, and said goodbye to parties.The last time I saw him, he was very thin, but in good spirits, and because he was thin and energetic, he had a bit of scholarly demeanor.

It's a good inspirational story, isn't it?It's absolutely real and happening all around us.Sometimes we see it because we are more familiar with this person and have a better understanding.Sometimes we can't see this kind of story of chasing dreams, because we are careless or close ourselves, thinking that dreams are dead and youth is dead.I think it is a sad thing whether it is a blindness of the heart, a blindness of the eyes, which leads to not being able to see the dream, or not believing in the dream at all.

freedom is always relative
Yilu, do you still remember the principal who always wears cloth shoes in our middle school?At that time, we all liked him very much, because he was handsome and exuded a simple and noble temperament.We remember most of what he said because we liked it.

I remember he said: "Many students say they want freedom. What I want to tell you is that lack of freedom is absolute, but freedom is relative." The first time I seriously thought about freedom was from this sentence of.

Perhaps I have more say in freedom, especially freedom after work.A few years ago, because my health was not good and my parents needed help with many things, I quit my job and stayed at home, living a life of idleness for a long time.In addition to doing something for my parents, I go fishing.

There are very few young people who love fishing, especially girls, so I am very lonely.I often sit by the river for a whole day, eat some biscuits when I am hungry, and drink some water when I am thirsty. Maybe you think this is a life like a wild crane, but I can tell you for sure: when I have so many endless When my time is squandered by me, I feel that time has no meaning.What's the point of being free when time doesn't count?
Then I got tired of fishing, and I got tired of the endless freedom. I found a job again, and never complained about it again.On the contrary, when work brings us satisfaction, remuneration, friendship, and reasonable rest time, I think we should be grateful to work, which makes freedom more precious and meaningful.

happiness is the touch of the heart
Finally, I want to talk about happiness.I have to talk about my friend Xiao B. He has a prominent family background, lives a carefree life, and has been pampered since he was a child.I have known him for 3 years, but I have never heard the words "happiness" and "satisfaction" from his mouth. It is more of his complaints about life and his negative attitude towards life.He sought a counselor for the secret to happiness, but found nothing.When he told me that he envied my life, I was more surprised.Because he said that there was never one thing that made him truly comfortable. Even if he had a glamorous life in the eyes of others, his world was always black and white.

The difference between people lies in how you feel about the world. The more delicate and rich your feelings are, the better your life will be.Then I think, Xiao B's feelings about this world must be rough and simple.So, friends, please keep a grateful heart and describe the simplest little happiness in your heart.

What kind of career to do and what kind of life to live are our personal choices.These choices may be good or bad, but in fact, they have nothing to do with the simple, true, and firm happiness of our hearts.

What is a dream, can you eat it?
Hisasu
At the beginning of your understanding, you didn't know the word "dream", but you had a lot of expectations for the future, just like eating a sweet candy, you will smile when you mention it.

You said: "In the future, I don't want to go to school and sleep at home every day." "I want to have no homework. It would be great if I were a teacher, so that children can play every day." "I want my house to be full of children." It's all snacks."

Later, when you started elementary school and junior high school, you began to observe the world, trying to figure out its edges bit by bit.

You gradually found that when the teacher asked you what your dream was in elementary school, you no longer had the refreshing energy to answer the fashion designer.

When you were in the fifth grade, under the scorching sun at noon, you and your friends basked in the sun back to back, lazily not wanting to say anything.

Suddenly the friend asked: "Hey, what is your dream?"

"Huh? I don't know. I used to be a fashion designer, but now I don't want to be." You smiled indifferently.

In fact, it’s not true. When you were looking at the colorful and exquisite cartoons of your classmates in art class, you secretly kneaded the drawing paper into balls.

When little girls your age don't wear skirts anymore, and pink isn't involved anymore, you sneak skirts under the trunk.You start buying outlandish things, claiming to be unique.

Of course, the confusion at this time is nothing more than losing a piece of candy, and then being at a loss when you have to choose one of many other pieces of candy.

You see, in fact, from birth to now, we are faced with choices and discards all the time.

On the first day of junior high school, the head teacher asked the students to take turns to speak on stage. When it was your turn, you had a calm face and clear words, but if you observed carefully, you would find that your legs were a little weak and your final voice trembled a little.You stand up straight in a large classroom with 63 people. There is only shallow breathing in the whole classroom. You take a deep breath and say softly: "I want to be a lawyer, a public interest lawyer."

The whole class applauds you.You got off the podium with a red face, and you were shy because you haven't spoken out your dreams so firmly for a long time, but you didn't want to admit your disappointment either.

In fact, you understand, and everyone understands that everyone's dreams will be applauded when they speak out, but you are the only one who can earnestly practice them.

So until the end you still keep your head down and think, what happened to the world?
A female classmate from the same class came over. Her dream was also to be a lawyer, but the word "public interest" was missing. She smiled at you and asked friendlyly: "Hey, do you want to be a public interest lawyer? Hehe, how about you How will you make money in the future? Public interest lawyers can’t make money.”

Oh yes.

How could you forget?When you gradually see the world clearly, you already understand more and more how important money is to the world, to life, and to you.

What would happen if there was no money?

You will not be able to eat enough, you will not be able to wear beautiful clothes, you will not have the opportunity to hang up and chat on the Internet every day, you will not be able to eat the snacks you want, you will not be able to go to school, you will not be able to hold a novel and speak loudly with your girlfriends Talking, even, is not qualified to talk about dreams.

That is no longer life, but survival.

So you become more and more confused and exaggerated.

You are punished for not doing your homework, you are scolded by the teacher for not repenting, and you are not persuaded by your mother. You become angry, and you think you are an old man who sees through the world, but your heart is getting more and more empty.

When you tossed and turned in the middle of the night, you cried, crying in a mess.

You can't see the future, you don't know what the future will be like, why do you study, get up early to go to school every day, why do you do these things, even, you don't even know why you cry.

Under your flamboyant behavior, there is actually a villain hiding, curling up hard in his heart.

The louder you laugh, the tighter he shrinks, like a balloon that bursts when you poke it.

After another 3 years, you came to high school.

(End of this chapter)