I had nothing to do, so I flipped through my master's thesis. In the first paragraph of the postscript of the paper, I wrote: "I always think that the road of life is made up of countless accidents, and I don't know what will happen ahead." With the completion of this paper, there is a new starting line at my feet, and the unknown future fills my heart with passion for exploration ... "

Looking back on this passage, I am deeply touched. Nearly six years have passed, and part of the future of that year has passed. And that kind of "passion for exploration" was ignited again and again, extinguished again and again, and ignited again and again. Life is probably like this.

When taking the postgraduate entrance examination, imagine that after graduation, you can be a second-rate teacher in a second-rate school and have your own psychological counseling room. Then, life will be perfect. This dream lasted until graduation. Accidentally entered the advertising planning industry. This should be my own sentence: "The road of life is made up of countless accidents."

When I first started working, I was full of passion. It is no exaggeration to describe it as "it is not an alarm clock that wakes me up in the morning, but a dream". Insist on learning professional knowledge and working practice every day, hoping to become a professional advertising planner. Ask the company for policies, initiate projects, write papers and publish them with colleagues. In the end, I have made small achievements, but I am still far from the goal. After all, the company is not a school or a research institution, and its economic benefits still come first.

One year during the company's new employee training, I asked the students, "Did you hand out leaflets at school?" ? Many students replied that they had sent it.

I asked again, "Do you know how to distribute leaflets more efficiently?" ? Everyone was speechless.

I said, "According to my observation, all people hand out leaflets directly to pedestrians' chests. And most people just ignore it. The reason is that the cost of collecting leaflets is too high. They need to slow down, raise a hand, and then take the paper you handed them. I also distributed leaflets. My method is to bend down and hand them to the tiger's mouth where pedestrians hang their hands. At this time, it is very convenient for pedestrians to receive leaflets. He just needs to squeeze his hand gently and then accept the leaflet. And this small change can make more than 80% people not refuse the leaflets you handed over. "

Students may think it's great that I can sum up such a small matter into such a big truth. However, they don't know that in those days, I stood on the crowded street, holding a flyer of the company's activities, enduring the expulsion of the urban management and suppressing my inner loss. ...

Perhaps, this is the normal state of dreams. Without the cruelty of reality, there is no beauty of dreams.

Now, I have a new dream, such as writing at least one article on the platform on 20 17, and planning my first book on 20 18.

"Home" is a place where one can never leave. At the beginning of the article, my home was still the home with only my parents and sister. Nowadays, home has another meaning.

I used to be a rebellious child, trying to get rid of family control. After the college entrance examination, I got my wish, but when the train started and my family was getting farther and farther away from me, I was torn to pieces. Regardless of other people's eyes, a person cries like a fool. Perhaps this is the price that young people must pay; Perhaps, this is the price that growth must pay. I really dare not write too long this paragraph. There are some things I dare not touch. )

Today last year, my wife wrote me a long article "Time with You", detailing the past since we met. I was at work at that time and received her message. I got up to go to the toilet without reading it (of course not to pee). At the end of the article, she wrote: "I hope we can help and care for each other when we get old."

Life is dull, but deep down, I remember the dribs and drabs we walked together, and I still have firm beliefs and beautiful expectations for the future. I think this is one of the meanings of home.

We have no memory of our infancy or even early childhood. It was not until the first time that I held a little baby who had just arrived in this world that I realized that God had given everyone, including me, a chance to recall that time again. Life in your arms, isn't it yourself at that time? We can look at ourselves who just came to this world from another angle, and look at the people who welcome us to this world-our parents from another angle.

I watched a video today, and a black daughter was injured. The suspect appeared in the trial court, and the black man, the victim's father, rushed at him crazily ... Someone commented: "No matter what you think, if it was me, I would protect my child with my life, just like him, even if I die together."

Perhaps, from a rational point of view, this is not a good practice. However, if this happens, who knows what will happen A person is worth protecting with his life, which may also be the meaning of family.

Recently, an argument denouncing "being from a family" has become popular on the Internet, arguing that China people have national inferiority because of their unhealthy psychology. It's all because of poor birth. Its core argument is to criticize parents' parenting style and filial piety. After reading it, I feel like a fish in my throat.

I admit that this conclusion has some truth for the time being, because it does have a solid psychological theoretical basis. If we regard it as a theoretical tool for us to know ourselves and promote our growth, it is naturally excellent. Unfortunately, many people regard it as a shield for their failure and unhappiness, or even a sharp knife to attack their parents and family.

I borrowed a passage from Adler's Inferiority and Transcendence and revised a few words. I hope readers and I can think about it. "Once we find and understand the meaning of life, we have the key to grasp the whole life (original: personality). If we look at the next thing (relic) we got from our parents (ancestors) today, what will we see? What they left behind was their lifelong contribution to the children (original: human beings). "

This article was written in lunar calendar 65438+February 1 1, and now it is lunar calendar 65438+February 12. This shows that I wrote this article from the age of 32 to 33. Happy birthday to myself.

There are many things to do in the future. Keep your passion and realize your dreams; Down-to-earth, face the reality; Responsible, innocent family ...

In a way, I haven't achieved anything yet. But this self who has accomplished nothing will always be worthy of respect.

Change the beginning of the article to two words as the end: "I always think that the road of life is made up of countless accidents, and I don't know what will happen ahead." With the completion of this article, there is a new starting line at my feet, and the unknown future fills my heart with the passion of exploration ... "