This is a test when a company recruits new employees:
On a stormy night, you are driving past a station. There are three people waiting for the bus. One is a dying old man, so poor. One is a doctor. He once saved your life. He is a great benefactor. You dream of repaying him. There is also a woman/man, who you dream of marrying. Maybe if you miss it, it's gone. But your car can only carry one person. What would you choose? Please explain your reasons. I don't know if this is a test of your character, because every answer has its own truth. The old man is dying. You should save him first. However, every old man can only take death as his final destination. You should let the doctor get on the bus first, because he saved you, and you think this is a good opportunity to repay him. At the same time, some people think they can repay him at some time in the future, but once you miss the chance of this dream lover, you may never meet someone who touched you so much again. Of the more than 200 applicants, only one was hired. He didn't explain the reason, but said the following words: "Give the doctor the car keys and ask him to take the old man to the hospital. I'll stay and wait for the bus with my dream lover!" " Everyone I know thinks the above answer is the best, but at first no one (including me) thought of it. Is it because we never want to give up the advantage we already have (car keys)? Sometimes, if we can give up some stubbornness, narrowness and some advantages, we may get more. What really shocked me was the last sentence. What can you give up? In our life, we always have too many goals and ideals and always want to get them. In fact, sometimes giving up is also a kind of beauty.
2. There is a sense of loss and a beauty of giving up about the famous saying that "giving up is also beautiful". Give up silently once, give up a favorite friend who has no chance to share, give up some feelings that have been waiting but have not gained, give up some spiritual expectations, and feel sad every time you give up an idea. However, this sadness does not prevent me from starting over, listening to music again and telling stories again in the new time and space. Because this is a natural farewell and abandonment, full of detachment spirit, it is sad and beautiful.
There is a feeling that I hope it will last forever. It took many years to find that it had faded away. I just know that what I held in my hand is not necessarily what I really want to have; What I have is not necessarily what I really remember; Life often needs to give up consciously, because there are too many beautiful things in the world. I have been longing for and pursuing the beauty I don't have, and I am busy to get it. In fact, what you really need often takes many years to understand. And I feel uneasy and worried about the beauty I have to have because I can't grasp the scale.
The fleeting sigh of the sunset, the troubles of flowers blooming and falling, and the unhappiness of life. Because when we have it, we may lose it, and when we give it up, we may regain it. We cannot be absolutely sure of everything. It is difficult to get out of the misunderstanding of suffering by deliberately chasing and possessing.
Life needs to sublimate a quiet and detached spirit. Those who understand know how to give up, those who are sincere know how to sacrifice, and those who are happy know how to be detached.
Although I didn't come to this world because of you, I am more attached to this world because of you. If I can be with you, I will be grateful to the world; If I can't be with you, I will walk away silently, but I still won't lose my love and gratitude for the world. Thank God for letting me meet you, leave you and finish a poem created by God!
Life has given me endless sadness and eternal answers. So, I gave up safely and insisted on a kind of detachment. No matter how the world of mortals changes, no matter how individuals choose, no matter how heavy the things in their hands are, we all bravely flee, but also feel sad and gratified! As usual, we went to the depths of life. As usual, we gradually gave up and became firm.
As for the example of "giving up is also a kind of beauty", I remember reading such a fable: there are two rivers that start from the source and converge to the sea.
They crossed the mountain stream and came to the edge of the desert. A river said, "Bai, I must cross it."
The other said, "Let's go back and start a new road. If we keep going, we may dry up before we get out of the desert. "
As a result, a Duhe River flowed in the desert and dried up. The other branch returned to its source, found a new path, and finally flowed to the sea. Isn't the second river reborn because it was abandoned? Giving up may be painful, but every time you give up, you will be worthy of yourself. Only when the Tao learns to give up can you move towards the other side of success.
Giving up can not only make people successful, but also make life more valuable. I learned such a thing in the recent newspaper.
An old man who makes a living as a garbage collector saw a leather bag containing hundreds of thousands of cash. Faced with the temptation of more than 100,000 yuan, the old man chose to give up and handed over all the money to the police.
These hundreds of thousands of things are something that the old man who makes a living as a garbage collector can't earn all his life, but he chose to give up. Although I gave up hundreds of thousands of cash, I gained the value of life.
4. Giving up is also a kind of beauty. Giving up is not valued by many people, and sometimes giving up properly is also a kind of beauty.
In real life, giving up is a wise choice. When the goal is too vague, you should study.
Will give up. Perhaps many people have had this idea, but when they really practice it, they are afraid again. In fact, as long as you are brave
Take this seemingly shameful but wise step, and you will have one more chance of success than others. When you walk into a dead end in life.
You should choose to give up. Because giving up at this time will cause another kind of beauty in life.
What I want to give up is not a shame, but a realm of life. When Tao Yuanming saw through the darkness of officialdom, he
I chose to give up and seek another leisurely and beautiful life realm. "Thirty years in the dust" is exactly what he wants.
A bold denial of life. "Giving up" became a turning point in his life and made many fresh and refined poems in the future. give up
It doesn't necessarily mean failure, on the contrary, it may bring you one step closer to success. In War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, our party gave up.
The big cities chose the route of encircling the cities from the countryside, and finally won the victory in War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression.
Don't be afraid to give up, everything is changing and developing. Life is a ship sailing in the sea, forever.
We should adjust our course all the time and avoid one reef after another in time. Mr. Lu Xun gave up medicine at the crossroads of life.
From the words, I created a brilliant life. Bill Gates, the richest man in the world, found that the foundation of learning can no longer be his development side.
However, when computer technology attracted him deeply, he dropped out of school, developed network technology by himself, and finally founded Micro.
Soft company and become the richest person in the world.
The necessary abandonment is not an escape, but a detour, which is another road to success and a kind of beauty.
5. A poem that can reflect imperfection is also a kind of beauty. God gave you beautiful looks, but he didn't give you a broad mind. God has given you profound wisdom, but not a healthy body.
When the moon is full, it will lose money, and when the water is full, it will overflow; Honor and disgrace depend on each other, and fortunes depend on each other. As the saying goes, "no one is perfect without gold", and nothing is perfect.
But this does not prevent us from creating beauty and appreciating beauty, because deformity is also a kind of beauty. When it comes to incomplete beauty, people will immediately think of Venus with a broken arm.
In 1820, Venus, the goddess of love and beauty, returned to the world with a shocking deformity on the Greek island of Milos. The brokeback Venus, when it brings people some shortcomings, mostly leaves people with defects with lofty aesthetic value full of infinite imagination and "endless dreams", which leads some people to be excited and admired for this incomplete beauty, and even to an unstoppable state.
There is no doubt that people's love for Venus with a broken arm contains profound exploration and rational thinking about beauty, but it is more a reflection of people's social psychology. People often don't cherish what they have, and when they lose it, they suddenly find its value.
So incomplete beauty is, in the final analysis, a blank beauty and a vague beauty. Incompleteness is an objective existence, a natural misfortune and a failure.
For example, a dyed calligraphy work, a half-torn painting or a handicraft with a corner cut off. But imperfection is the perfect counterpart.
Imperfection does not bring beauty to the works, but a strong contrast with beauty. The "white cloth" in calligraphy and the "residual edge" in seal cutting are both typical incomplete creations.
When talking about scenery, Wang Guowei of A Qing Dynasty pointed out: "There is a creative environment and a writing environment, which is the difference between ideal and realism. However, it is quite difficult to distinguish the two.
Because the realm created by great poets must conform to nature, and the realm written must also be adjacent to the ideal. "Incomplete can bring beauty.
Venus with a broken arm is recognized as the beauty of deformity, but beauty is not deformity, but a helpless sigh for deformity. The brokeback Venus brings people the beauty of reverie and the pursuit of perfection.
Incomplete can get beauty. "The moon is full and sunny", and the imperfection of the moon shows a kind of process beauty.
The moon has gone through the process from incompleteness to perfection, and people get a kind of enjoyment of pursuing perfection. Incompleteness can create beauty.
The thousand-handed Guanyin performed by the deaf-mute has aroused great interest, but it brings people the extraordinary expressiveness and behind-the-scenes hardships shown by the disabled, and more people admire the actors and their acting skills. Zidane in the World Cup in Italy, the final, the final action-Top Matleh, isn't it a kind of incomplete beauty? The wonderful love that the world calls for-butterfly lovers, Romeo and Juliet, Titanic, it is precisely because of the incomplete ending that people appreciate and daydream ... The full moon is delicious, but isn't the crescent moon beautiful? The sun is shining, but aren't the stars beautiful? The trees are tall and straight, and the grass is not beautiful. Incompleteness is also a kind of beauty. It sublimates the hearts of the suffering people; It allows the lonely to hold up the moon of the soul; It makes contradictions feel the truth.
Coffee without sugar is a deformity, but such deformity makes it easier to taste sweetness; Can't hear, can't say it's a deformity, but such deformity makes life better; Failure is a deformity, but such deformity makes people cherish the short-term beauty of success more.
6. The famous sayings and examples about giving up are also a choice. Don't give up the whole forest for one tree.
Knowing how to give up can lead to a better future.
A flower has withered, and it is impossible to be barren all spring.
A meteor won't darken the whole sky.
Be calm before you move, change your mind before you speak, and decide to make friends before you speak.
The persistent Van Gogh chose painting, but gave up the glory of life. Bold Beethoven chose music, but rejected the royal use of the court.
Give up painfully-Churchill gave up Coventry
1940165438+1October 12, the German Air Force Command made a decision through the latest and most complicated communication code: in order to retaliate against the provocative air raid by the Royal Air Force on Munich, Germany on the 8th of the same month, it will send an air force fleet from 14 to/kloc-. The project named "Moonlight Sonata" will be implemented in Coventry, which occupies an important position in British architectural history and industry.
Britain intercepted this information from Germany through "super secret". However, how to deal with this air raid, the British are faced with a dilemma. One plan is to take active measures to defend Coventry. At that time, an action plan code-named "Cold Rush" was made, that is, all available planes were used to defeat the enemy's attack from the beginning. Because there is enough time to concentrate anti-aircraft guns, searchlights and smoke screen defense facilities, strengthen the fire fighting and rescue work in the whole city. Fighting with artillery and searchlights can at least force the Germans to fly at high altitude or drive them away from their targets. But in this way, the Germans may suspect that their passwords have been cracked, and the British have been warned of air strikes in advance. Then, the Germans will replace a new password system, and the "super secret" that has been mastered by the British will definitely lose its function. Therefore, another plan is to keep Coventry's defensive measures intact and deal with the air raid in a natural way, that is, to give up what one favours and sacrifice Coventry City to keep the "super secret".
Faced with this difficult choice, only Prime Minister Churchill has the right to make a decision. After repeated weighing, he realized that the security of "super secret" is more important than the security of an important industrial city, because "super secret" is definitely an important weapon with decisive significance in future battles. For the overall benefit and to ensure the victory of the whole war, we have to sacrifice Coventry to keep the "super secret".
As a result, Coventry was attacked by German planes 10 hours, without any more defense. In the explosion caused by more than 500 blockbusters, Coventry became an earthquake-like ruin, and Coventry became a martyred city, martyred for the "super secret".
The second example is a bit long. Miss Li won't let you rewrite it because you only copied two. I'm in Class Five, too. Who are you?
7. [Chasing 200] Seeking Prose Poetry Translation "Giving up is also a kind of beauty" is written by 302, 47th floor. The dazzling white window vaguely sees the unchanging indigo sky.
The past is still in sight, just like before. The feeling of love fading away is also timid.
If we are brave and sincere, we are warriors of love. Then the choice of giving each other happiness and giving up their own happiness is even more daunting.
-Inscription "Giving up is a kind of beauty" The breeze blows through auspicious flowers, and the budding buds meet shyly, embrace the sunshine and quietly feel the happy time. The river is gurgling, and my heart is full of nourishing love. I am unyielding, and the lonely shadow has been resting in the misty rain by the lake.
As a forbidden left hand, happiness, love and being loved that cannot be shared are all going a long way. My heart is getting more and more confused, sighing at yesterday's time. I care about the dream on my right hand, like a cage, binding the free world, eating away at whales after years. My lonely and empty heart, clear feeling, gradually clear to the end of the day because of understanding, and I hate gloomy mood.
In a blink of an eye, selfishness and insatiable greed filled the gv 10, bewildered, wandering astray, how much love was left, and life was lonely. The sun, the moon and the stars are few, and the steps are dim. The years are not over, but there are still many choices to believe in love in the unknown mind.
For several years, the thorns planted on Master Yuan have been planted. Even the strong wind can't shake the lilacs that were in bud. How can you see the mature sunshine without experiencing injury? Weak love is just yearning, but the heart is tired and determined, and the body and mind have been eager and unyielding. Life is still hard and dreams are cold. Yesterday's arrogant and vulgar heart has become wise and steady, and the reality has long been used to it. In the years when I spread my wings and soared, I explored the vast world of my life, longing for the reliance of truth and waiting for deep care. From then on, I sincerely prayed and longed for the excitement of my heart waiting for the inquiry.
Inadvertent ten years, tired encouragement and love meet again in the clear lake, and short and unforgettable communication, such as happy heart-to-heart, is like a dream. Confused, infatuated, hesitant, afraid to confess, lovesickness has been planted.
I'm sad, but I insist. I really don't know who I am. I am full of tears and melancholy. Pear rain is dry, as if in a dream. I used to look at the wild chrysanthemums on the roadside, just like giving in to happiness, facing each other from a distance, regretting and hesitating, but now I can't move and can't be peaceful.
Whether to give up or continue, the choice between left and right, entangled in daily thoughts. Life is so low-key, insurmountable, immersed in the numbness of alcohol, drunk, drunk without dreams, scorn and slanders floating in.
The scenery is as confused as the endless distance. Waiting can't escape the empty reality, and faith can't realize its long-cherished wish. Sighing the love between money and power, the age of innocence is gone forever, and many people are still waiting for the bustling battlements.
Autumn wind comes late, and youth will die. In the past ten years, the lonely heart has countless feelings, just because I cherish a happy memory from the beginning to the present. I am ashamed of my selfishness and regret my indifference. Now, since giving up can give people happiness, why should it be far-fetched?
The vows of eternal love have vanished, and the promises that the world needs to wait for a lifetime are now vows to deceive emotions. As long as tomorrow is better than the past, giving up is also a road to the left. Pale faces, firm hearts, and deep memories bless each other. A few years of street corner, a gentle greeting, is a beautiful, but also a helpless choice.
Tears are like a broken heart. After Ming Che's eyes vented, it was no longer a sense of extinction. A person's diligence and a person's wonderful, at sunset, passers-by will be deterred by the refreshing fragrance of lilacs. Tears blurred handwriting, let me sadly give up the encounter in the alley ten years ago, so that it will always stay in the diary of yesterday's day, and inscription, giving up is not a kind of beauty.
In the morning, the scenery outside the window is white and bright with dazzling light. I looked vaguely at the dark blue sky and couldn't help thinking of the past. The work I worked hard for, the feelings I managed to maintain yesterday, appear clearly in my mind every day, as if it happened before my eyes.
Love will dry up, and the feelings between two people will gradually become indifferent, so the future road will stop because of each other's fear and no longer move forward together. In a flash, I suddenly understood that if you have sincere feelings and dare to express your love, that is the person who has really experienced love.
Then the choice of giving up one person's happiness and fulfilling another person's happiness is another realm that people are convinced and unable to reach. -Inscription: The cool wind blows through the legendary grass that can bring good luck. After meeting you shyly, I am like a blooming flower, embracing together, enjoying the gentle and kind sunshine together, and enjoying the time quietly together.
The river is flowing in front of my eyes. At this time, my heart is full of beautiful love, and my stubborn character is gradually submissive. The once lonely figure is now resting quietly with you in the drizzle of a small lake. Your love, like my left hand, is not allowed to be shared. Love and being loved are carefully carried out on a difficult road.
Gradually, mutual confusion makes my heart more and more afraid to think about the future, and I can't help sighing when I feel the happy time yesterday. Looking back and looking forward to the dream I once yearned for every day, it fetters my free world like a cage. After years of vicissitudes, my heart is still lonely and helpless, and my feelings are still clear to each other. Because we know each other's dreams and can't be together, the result of breaking up is becoming clearer and clearer, and the gloomy mood is constantly regretting ourselves. For a moment, I found my heart full of selfishness and greed for love, but now I find myself more and more confused about my feelings and hesitate to choose the wrong direction. There is still a lot of true love between us now, and I think life is lonely.
Sparse stars accompany the bright moon, only when I have no future direction is dim. My youth is not over yet, and I don't know how much love I still have to believe. Separated from each other for several years, the road of life.