Becoming famous is a simple young man. He has lived among mountains, and has also experienced urban prosperity. He has lived for a hundred years, but he has no need to do anything. So he quit his job, took his wife and children, and returned to his hometown to do nothing!
Looking at the increasingly busy life, he felt more and more irritable.
The pressure of life, from imperceptible start, do not know when, gradually pressure on his shoulder.
Maybe, from the death of the first relative he saw, or from his falling in love with his girlfriend.
People live a lifetime, but in the twinkling of an eye, like a dream, like a phantom, but also just a wisp of smoke rustling.
Every step here is the suffering of adults, especially, he remembered that an unknown author said.
"We have defeated hundreds of millions of people since we were born, just for a little hope of survival, just for one day, to see the world. If we fail in life, we can go back to that time and think about it. After defeating hundreds of millions of people, we have become ourselves from a small sperm egg in the process of growing from nothing. Think about it, we have also been like this Excellent, so lucky. If one day we want to leave, we can imagine that the meaning here has already given us a lot. "
He didn't know what the author was trying to express, but did he mean that a person, from scratch, defeated countless competitors? Is he lucky enough? Or does he want to say that he can be worse than he is today because he is alive and has exhausted his luck!?
He always wanted to ask this question, but in the end, he was tired of endless planning, and his life was changing and updating rapidly every day.
He felt this sense of distance, this sense of distance. He was tired and envious. Why didn't I have such good parents, such good resources and such a good environment in my time.
But in the end, they just turned into a sigh, vomited out their depression, and took their wives and children home.
I'm looking forward to finding some happiness in life from the beautiful scenery of my hometown. It's just so simple.
People live a lifetime, are suffering, endure, are all weather beaten, dusty leave, look forward to, desire, is a sentence!
You are here. You are gone.
There is no answer, because they are all in this mountain!
The wind whistled, and he came in from the open window. He longed for a peaceful world, a peaceful nature.
Everyone is simple. He is just like a galloping train. In this galloping age, he is overwhelmed by the urgency of the times. Finally, he is exhausted on the road, waiting for maintenance!
I know I hated myself, I hated myself. At that time, my father whipped me because they always used their way to impose on me, but that was not me. Instead of imposing all my hopes and expectations on others, I should improve myself. When I am good enough, they will naturally follow your example and learn from you. Which of these two choices is more useful?!
When I become famous, I sometimes think, in fact, since everyone knows this truth, why don't others?
The author smiled and said that when others realized that many times, things seemed to be surrounded by frogs who wanted to jump but could not jump out.
He doesn't know why he is not angry. This author wants others to have it but doesn't realize it. Why not write it down and let everyone think about it!
Because, what's the use?!
Because what he groped through in his torment was the most ordinary and plain.
Time flies like water, youth is no longer.
When I look up every day, the scenery at that time is old, just like the autumn sunset. It is beautiful and sentimental, and has become yesterday.
We are all a train. We start and run in a hurry. Finally, we are scrapped and waiting for maintenance on the road, so suffering!
