Who am I? Few people will ask, feel ridiculous, and don't even know who they are. Isn't that a fool? Maybe we just ask every day, "Who are you? Who is he? " Because we feel familiar with each other.

In fact, a person is composed of his actions and thoughts, both of which are indispensable. We may only know our names, whether they are men or women, what we like to eat, what we wear and so on. But I don't know what I think, what my ideal is and how to fight for my ideal. Our own body and mind have become the most familiar strangers in the world, so will you know yourself clearly?

If you want to know yourself clearly, you must know yourself, know yourself deeply, and know your ideals and goals. And strive to achieve it. I don't think the only person who doesn't know himself is a pessimistic person, but a person who was born in sorrow and died in happiness! They were lost in sadness and happiness and forgot a great cause buried in their hearts.

I like this sentence very much, "if you are depressed, your life will always be cloudy;" If you are proud, your grades will be like lightning. "

Yes, nine times out of ten, life is unhappy, but if we understand pessimism clearly, won't it become optimism? For example, some historical figures, Mr. Hawking, never gave up after learning that he had an incurable disease. Why did he do it? That's because he knows himself very well. He thinks he can't let go because of the cruelty of reality, because sometimes you let go. Finally, before his death, he finished his book A Brief History of Time, which opened up a new field for science. There are too many such examples, so I won't say much.

I believe that most geniuses have some inferiority complex in their bones, because there is often a humiliating experience buried behind their success.

And life can't be cruel to you. Only in the cruel reality can we realize that we are a "chest eagle" who just wants to fly high in the sky, not a "chicken" who does nothing on land. Without cruelty, there is no courage. This is the true meaning of life. ...

But we live to face all kinds of cruelty, and in the face of cruelty, we must know ourselves and ourselves in order to be invincible.

Who am I? Who am I? Who the hell am I? I have repeatedly asked myself.

My answer is yes, I am an "eagle" about to fly high.