I had many dreams when I was a child. When I was three or four years old, I liked the police very much. At that time, I had a dream. I want to be a policeman when I grow up. I am often infected by the plot on TV, and I can easily follow the plot. I also have my own ideas to pursue the whole story of the case. In the third and fourth grades of primary school, I went to physical education class to play in the mountains. Another class of students accidentally dug up an unknown body in the mountains, which was of course a decomposed body. At that time, I thought for several days, imagining how the poor man was killed, and I didn't even concentrate on class. My grandmother died in the second grade. At that time, I said in front of my grandmother that I wanted to be an excellent doctor and relieve the pain of patients all over the world, but I still couldn't do it. First of all, I don't know much about human body structure. This is what I was afraid of in biology class. I chose art design in high school, and many people don't understand it. As a result, when I was a freshman, I wanted to go into politics and be a qualified civil servant. At that time, the countries I admired most were Zhou Enlai and Zhu Rongji, and I admired Zhu Rongji's integrity. Many corrupt officials were punished. At that time, it was decided that universities must be admitted to China Renmin University. Everyone said that all the people who came out of the National People's Congress were politicians and civil servants. At that time, I also decided that my future major would be administration. But my father doesn't like me in politics and doesn't approve of my major. I don't think so. He wants me to study business. At school, I don't think I am a good student, but I am also very naughty. I changed two primary schools. I joined the Young Pioneers in the first grade of primary school, but my grades were not very good in the second grade. My mother transferred me to another school. At that time, my grades were the main thing. It's very good. It's basically the first place every year. But I don't listen, so the comments on every notice are not very good. Sometimes.
I consider myself a very lucky person, because most people around me are good people. Of course, I have bad luck sometimes. Because of bad luck, I have experienced things that others have not experienced, and I have grown a little. Everyone needs to grow up slowly. I think with the passage of time, I will learn to let go, and I will choose what I like to do.
Looking back, I had many ideals at that time, but now I find it is very different from that time. Police can't, eyes can't, height is not enough, doctors can't, biology is not good, and they are afraid of surgery. Civil servants are in a political mess now. After the baptism of time, they found that their childhood dreams have gradually disappeared, leaving us only some paralyzed memories.
People always have to make different choices and make different decisions in their lives.
These days, I have been thinking about these problems. Every time I chat with others, I can calmly guide others to make decisions. As for myself, I always waver. I really can't make a decision myself, and I don't make excuses for myself. Many people say it has something to do with my horoscope. I think it's still my own problem. Indecision is not a good thing. I've been thinking about this problem for two days. What do I want? What kind of life do I really want? Can't find a clear answer.
I forgot what I was doing today last year. I didn't sleep last night, tossing and turning in bed all night. It's nice to be alone. At least I won't disturb others when I can't sleep at night, but I am really lonely when I am alone. Eating alone, walking alone, turning off the lights at home, lying in bed, thinking a lot, of course, I found myself out of shape now, forgetting how long it took me to fall asleep. It should be morning, and I was constantly noisy by the phone in the morning, one after another. I was outside all day today, sitting in the car and thinking constantly, who am I, me?
Inadvertently, snowflakes have floated outside the window. The long-overdue snowflakes, dense and dense, quickly fell to the ground in the gloomy sky, volley across countless arcs, and danced with the wind, like catkins falling from the sky, filling the sky for a time. Flying freely in the air, dancing my own melody, for a moment, I seem to understand, I really seem to have found the future I have been looking for. Instead of shuttling through countless people every day, not breathing in the environment where I am derailed all day, I am more free and belong to my melody, the freedom I have been longing for, dancing my unique melody in the unrestrained sky.
Maybe that's what life is like. After so many wanderings and choices, I have to go through countless falls before I finally find my own sky and unique melody.
My dream
I have had many ideals since childhood, either naive or ridiculous, most of which are whimsical and unrealistic, but every ideal is the most real behavior in my heart, which has accompanied me for a long or short period of time. Now that I think about it, there are many good memories. ...
Remember those dreams!
When I was 7 years old, my ideal was to be a scientist.
Because the teacher said, study hard, make progress every day, work hard and build the four modernizations.
When I was 9 years old, my ideal was to be a teacher.
Because my mother said that teachers are gardeners, and it was my childhood dream to be with flowers.
1 1 years old, my ideal is to be a policeman.
Because I appreciate the smart and chic image of the policewoman on TV.
/kloc-When I was 0/3 years old, my ideal was to be a dancer.
Because I am infatuated with the gorgeous skirt fluttering on the stage and the soft Yue Xian.
/kloc-When I was 0/5 years old, my ideal was to be a boss.
Because I am disappointed with the world in my eyes and can't dream, I just want to make money and buy beautiful clothes.
/kloc-When I was 0/7 years old, my ideal was to be a reporter.
Because curiosity determines my pursuit of new things and my yearning for exploration, I wander between dreams and reality.
/kloc-when I was 0/9 years old, I suddenly found that I was no longer rational. ...
Because I can't bear to think about it, I have already started to rush for graduation.
Finally found a down-to-earth job-secretary.
The ideal must be just a dream, but life is so realistic. Life equals work equals making money, and ideals can only be sidelined. I woke up from my dream and began to live on my own. Between enrichment and tension, I suddenly found that there is more than ideals in this world. In the environment of survival of the fittest, everyone can finally find his own direction, perhaps this is his ideal. Just as fish should not be obsessed with the purity of the sky, birds should not be obsessed with the depth of the sea. Those dreams may be superficial and directionless, I think so.
When I first chose computer as a popular major, my parents were optimistic about its development prospects. After graduation, I gave up my major. Programming makes me bored and the operation is monotonous. For an inexperienced girl who just graduated, the only choice is a clerk or a secretary. Thanks to God's blessing, I found a company with quite good benefits and started my secretarial career for two years.
Therefore, the first job I got, I cherished it as if I had realized my ideal.
The secretary is really a cunning role. With the support of my boss, I naturally speak differently, satisfying my vanity and making me feel flattered. Secretaries are also handymen. I want to turn off the boss's air conditioner, I want to match the boss's key, I want to pour the boss's teacup when there is no water, I want to stop the boss's sweetheart from calling, I want to arrange the boss's original visit (family business company) ... Even the boss's swimming pool is leaking, and I have to find someone to repair it. Just a little babysitter; The secretary is still a naughty role. In the spirit of streamlining personnel, a person will never share what he can, and the public relations business department, such as the eating and drinking business contract, has also given me a nickname. I often enjoy a free meal when I am red, and I am envied by others, but I have suffered a lot in the end.
Suddenly one day, I found that I had changed. I became realistic and indifferent, and I became rational and hypocritical.
In confusion, at a loss, in hypocrisy, in your coming and going, I don't know what covered up my beautiful feelings of youth and innocence. I feel vulgar, but I still feel at ease, thinking that this is an external manifestation of my strong adaptability.
Maybe I'm really fit to be a secretary, have the opportunity to be promoted to department manager, and finally become a boss and then go back to tutor my son? Is this the position I have been looking for for for a long time? I am noncommittal.
If your heart is noble, then your people must be pure, and sinking and sinking are the true colors of those hearts that are replaced rather than covered. There are always some people in this world who move you, and there are always some things that shock you. The closed city and the noisy crowd, above your position, keep a blue sky. Transparent blue can make you cry, accept the baptism of the sun and return to your true self!
It was a spring day in March, and I wandered aimlessly on the Internet. I saw an article recommended by Leon in a BBS station and found his funny things along the website. After reading it, I read several other articles one after another, and I thought it was not bad. I just wanted to look at the home page of this website. At that time, my cat didn't improve and ran very slowly. I am an impatient person. When you are impatient, you often don't want to see it. It happened that someone from the office downstairs was looking for me, and I sat for half an hour. When I got back to the office, I was surprised to find that the whole screen was brilliant. The banyan trees in Huang Cancan, the bright sunshine and the colorful and leafy banyan trees gave people a strong sense of elegance and elegance visually, and the extraordinary beauty was the ultimate, so I thought of this place-under the banyan tree.
I don't know whether I was shocked by the color of the first meeting or attracted by the truth of the original text. I began to pay attention to banyan trees from time to time. The article under the banyan tree is not piled up with gorgeous words, but the truth in the ordinary.
Truth, far from the original intention, has been changed too much by reality. Can what remains in your heart be called truth?
I was bored at noon and suddenly had the idea of submitting. I am confident that I won't be rejected as the editor-in-chief of the school magazine, but I still voted for two articles in a row.
I didn't see the publication the next day, but I saw Will when I was bored. Before I asked, he said I was helping you set the page! It turned out that it was the first time to submit a manuscript and I had no experience. Although I have published articles in school, I believe that the first time I saw my article published under the banyan tree, I was as happy as every friend who contributed it. The banyan tree gives us such a feeling, such a confidence.
In the following days, I will always record my feelings and throw them under the banyan tree to share with others and resonate. Many of the articles submitted are my inspiration, but they are all from beginning to end. This is the beauty of life. If you don't catch it, it will slip away in vain, but if you catch it, it will last forever. Receiving a reply from a netizen, even if there is only one sentence, often surprises me. Pure text is my favorite hidden in my heart. After suddenly understanding, I think it's time to find my own position.