1 Man is the palm of everything, and he can almost freely control everything in the world. But, in spite of this, can you control your own thoughts freely?
There are many kinds of hearts in the world, such as kind hearts, evil hearts, introverted hearts, open hearts and so on. So, what kind of mentality should you belong to?
Then I'll talk about my understanding of my mind and the ways to improve it.
My mind is locked by a big lock, which is also called introverted thinking. So my response is very simple, that is, to do the opposite, to do the opposite, to make my introverted mind more active, and to completely open this big lock with the key of my mind!
The biggest feature of introverts is silence and indifference. They are always used to being alone, don't like to be in groups, and have few friends, which is what others call "high cold". So we have to thaw ourselves and continue to "supply oxygen". It is not difficult to change this mentality, but it is not simple. You should consider two aspects: 1, not too open. In this period, you have to pay attention to your manners. It seems to be a matter of time before this mentality is changed by means and reason.
Generally, introverts have been intimidated or ridiculed in childhood and a series of social factors, environmental factors, family factors and so on. Childhood notes are the clearest. If the psychological shadow appears in childhood, it is likely that the degree of introversion will increase with age.
The pain of introversion is understood by many people whose hearts are "occupied and colonized" by introverts. They have all experienced or are still suffering.
Ok, so how do we multiply the introverted negative energy by the inverse negative energy?
Here are some of my methods and suggestions. First, always be confident. With self-confidence, you can have temperament and stand tall in front of others. Second, before doing everything, say to yourself: I am the best. Third, keep a good attitude. Fourth, try not to be too indifferent to people and try to make friends. Such an introverted person can hardly stand a criticism from others, whether your criticism is right or not. So, let me add one more suggestion. Fifth, try to make yourself accept well-intentioned criticism from others, so as to make progress. These five suggestions are for reference only, but I don't think they are enough. It requires you to sum up your experience and put it into practice on the way to improve your introverted mentality. Most importantly, friends are the keys to your heart. Just this sentence, please help yourself.
From now on, if you are still an introverted person, don't follow the method I provided, but there are still many ways for you to explore on the way to improve your introverted mentality. When you really take a negative one and find the key to your heart, that day is your liberation day.
Let's work together, so that we can easily control our thoughts!
The warm sunshine was shining, and we walked side by side aimlessly in the street, smiling at each other foolishly. Seeing the lavender flowers on the roadside, I picked up a wisp of lavender and slowly let it dance with the wind. You smiled, and the faint smile on your mouth was as beautiful as lavender. I am very touched, and I have a feeling that I can't say a thousand words. ...
Living alone, it should be 10 years, Ning, in these years, in 3652 days, I am so happy every day, so happy …
Ning, somehow, I went to dance class for no reason, and you and I wore the wrong pants for no reason. At that time, we just laughed and then went our separate ways.
We both went to the same art class for no reason, and then transferred to another school for no reason. I am in Class Six (3) and you are in Class Six (4). Occasionally see you ready to go home from school. Oh, we are on the same road. The afterglow of the sunset lengthened our shadow step by step, and we were excited to talk about everything together. From then on, they stayed together after school. Gradually, I found that we really have a lot in common. Did God somehow stick us two little girls together? Now that I think about it, it is really a rippling lake, which gives the soul a little throb.
When I was in junior high school, you went in late. I was in Class 7(6), and my mother inexplicably drew a note with your name on it. From then on, we will never part.
Every day after class, I invite you out to play. What a lovely round egg face! I can't help pinching your face. You screamed and screamed your dolphin sound and played happily together ... I think at that time, everything was wonderful. Occasionally, I recall the past. I thought we were two little girls, and we looked at each other stupidly. You still have a lavender smile on your mouth, and I am intoxicated. ...
In junior high school, I was so disappointed that I failed the exam. Was criticized by the teacher; There are contradictions between classmates; You always lend a helping hand when I am most helpless and say with a smile, "My Min Min is the best. What is this little difficulty? "
Ning, it is you who make me regain my hope and prevent me from struggling in the haze. Ning, I will never forget you, and I will never forget the faint lavender fragrance on your lips. ...
Wang Guilan, the headmaster of Suizhou No.2 Middle School in Hubei Province, gave the first speech under the national flag for students with the theme of "Don't study, don't suffer, what do young people want" and "Fear of suffering, suffer all their lives"; "Not afraid of suffering, suffering for a while." Quotations such as "Difficult" quickly became popular on the Internet, causing heated discussion.
Although President Wang's words are extreme, they are also reasonable. Most teenagers who grew up in peace and prosperity have no worries about food and clothing, not to mention the suffering of war. How can we cultivate a tenacious and hard-working heart in the first 20 years of good weather? Only by reading. I often think that reading not only objectively increases the knowledge reserve of teenagers, but more importantly, it teaches us the spirit of hard work and responsibility.
Brothers karamazov once asked, "Which is better, vulgar happiness or lofty sadness? Rebellious and crazy youth, you may think it is unique, but in fact it is the most mediocre, because it is the result of your obedience to desire; Why is it noble? If there is no substitute in the land of suffering, it is most interesting to treat it as a person.
Desire is the original sin of human beings. Why should we suffer? In fact, it is because you resist desire, but the resisted desire will have a reverse driving force, inspiring you to move towards higher and further goals. Can people who are satisfied with mediocrity really be happy for a long time? Wilde replied with Dorian gray's mouth: "Youth is only a period of green and childish at most, full of shallow emotions and morbid thoughts. Why does he want to be a servant of youth? Youth ruined him. "
Nowadays, hedonism is prevalent among teenagers. We are in the prime of life, why should we waste our lives in a boring sea of books? As a result, a large number of boys and girls squandered their youth under the banner of "Don't be crazy, you will get old". Everyone knows that hedonists used to laugh at themselves, and it is the privilege of nobles to pursue sensory enjoyment. Haizi said, to be a lover with a short material life and a loyal son from afar. Pursuing a long journey is thorny and painful, but if he was not born with "bitterness", he was destined to die happily.
There is a saying in Buddhism that "people are born suffering". Suffering is an indispensable cause in human practice. When it comes, it is safe. In the face of suffering, what we can do is to learn to suffer, and only when we are suffering is the most fun.
Mencius said: "The so-called motherland, not Screaming Trees, is called the minister of the world." Why does the motherland exist? Not because of the mediocre "trees", but because those secular ministers who "worry about the world first" worry about it all day long. The higher the position, the greater the responsibility, and the more you can bear hardships. Although happiness in life is an important thing, happiness can also be divided into mediocre happiness and bitter happiness. The happiness with sweetness in bitterness is far more mellow and deeper than ordinary happiness, and the happiness intertwined with blood and tears has a deeper brand.
As a student in an ivory tower, he will not be devastated by external storms, but he can learn hard nutrition from the vast sea of books and peek into the corner.
The ancients said, "It's never too old to learn." The pain we pursue is actually the joy of loving the soul to climb high.
The first memory of the third grade composition 4 stays on the belt buckle of that pair of trousers. I, the little one, hooked the little belt buckle with my little finger. You seem to think that in this case, I am tied to you.
You are always out of town, running around in cities I have heard of or have never heard of. How many days and months have I known you?
Little me, growing up to be a girl, you always walk like a fly, which seems to be slowed down by the passage of time.
I am no longer close to you. Although you try to save it, I don't know where I went. Time seems to have become a wall. You always think I'm flying away. You can't tie me up.
Now, I look up at you, you still walk fast, but you are no longer tall and straight; You'd better leave me a small belt buckle, but I prefer to hold my mother's hand.
You always say that you are old, time is running out, and I have grown up. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? When you say this, your eyes are shining with pride. I've been meaning to answer you. You're not old at all.
However, time flies. I spent a year not telling you this. I don't know why.
You don't like calling me by my real name. You always call me in your own way, as if you want to be the only person in the world who calls me that. I am repulsive, angry and angry, but you said that no matter how old I am, I will always be your girl. The satisfaction in your eyes at that time made me afraid to face it.
I'm afraid I want to say to you: Dad, I love you.
Because I can't say it.
Where has all the time gone? Why am I unconsciously afraid to look at you and talk to you? Is it time or my frankness? Where has all the time gone? Why don't you stand tall and straight if you don't consciously? Why do you unconsciously have white hair? Why can't you lift me over your head easily without knowing it?
Time, let you and I have a gap, it passes through us and pulls us apart.
Dad, I love you. I often wonder if my eyes are full of pride and satisfaction when I say this. Can I spend these days with you?
At that time, you said you were old, and I can boldly tell you that you are not old; At that time, you called me from other places and said you missed me. Can I say happily that I miss you, too? At that time, you asked me where my time had gone. Can I tell you with the brightest smile?
We spent it together?
I am willing to re-buckle the belt buckle left for me and spend the rest of my life with you.
In the dream, this familiar and unfamiliar picture appeared again: I was boating alone on a huge lake, and my mood was complicated and difficult to say.
I had a dream when I was a child. If I want to trace the source of this dream, it is my kindergarten teacher. She is young and beautiful, and her teaching methods are superb. She can always arouse our curiosity with clever language and combine learning with play. How happy she is! So when I was young, I had three dreams: I wanted to be a teacher for fun when I was young; When I was a child, I wanted to be a teacher in order to climb a high platform to gain pride when I looked up. When I was a child, I wanted to be a teacher in order to follow the principle of "applying what I have learned" for lifelong learning. Therefore, three dreams at different levels in different periods constitute a complete dream: to be a senior teacher.
For a little girl born in a poor village, this seems to be a fantasy! Just because it is difficult to achieve, we must work hard! Work hard! Try harder!
But the fact is so cruel, my contribution has not only not been appreciated, but has become the laughing stock of the children in the same village. I got the nickname "toad" since I was a child. I have wiped my tears countless times and thought about giving up several times, but that dream will always sneak into my mind.
All right! I will do as Mr. Lu Xun wrote: "Go your own way, no matter how bad the wind and rain are, as long as you set a direction, you will not give up." The kind of person!
I don't care about the cynicism of others. I was admitted to the county middle school to overthrow their feudal theory, but at this moment, my parents asked me to drop out of school and go home to do farm work. At that time, my tears fell, which contained my hardships and patience in studying for more than ten years ... It was so sad that that simple sentence was enough to change my life.
I can't promise! Never! I picked up a pen and wrote an article. I wrote a book by linking my book with things in my life. It took ten days! In these ten days, I endured the most unbearable things in my life, such as the reprimand of my parents, the contempt of my relatives and friends, and the discrimination of others ... In short, after several setbacks, I succeeded! I got a considerable sum of money, and I can continue to go to school!
That night, I dreamed that I was one step closer to the other side!
The night wind blows bamboo forests, frogs sing lullabies, cicadas accompany fireflies, so noisy!
The schoolbag with a heavy load on my shoulders and the responsibility on my body make me feel depressed with my unsatisfactory grades. I walked aimlessly in the street, watching people coming and going, watching traffic. Sandwiched between Xinghai and Denghai, let time flow.
When I got home, I threw away my schoolbag, got into my room, and thought about the paper that made me extremely dissatisfied. I was extremely annoyed. I wish I had been quiet like this. The sudden wind and rain outside the window, lightning and thunder, set off my extremely unhappy mood and made me more agitated. Feeling that death is approaching, I want to accept everything silently. See the devil's ferocious, also when the air, let him how to deal with yourself.
Suddenly I heard the sound of the door being opened. I turned my head and saw my mother. Seeing my mother's eyes again is like a sword. I heard the sound of blood dripping from my heart. I really want to cry at this moment, but I don't want my mother to be disappointed because I saw this scene. I can only ignore her.
She came over gently and handed me a cup of hot milk at once. I saw a smile on my mother's face. A magical force drove me to tell my mother the truth in detail. Waiting for the storm, I suddenly feel that everything is in a calm state. She said, "If you fail once, you will gain once. Don't deny yourself just because of minor setbacks. A person's real glory is not his height when he reaches the peak, but his resilience when he falls into the deep valley. Mom believes you. As long as you work hard, the dawn of victory must belong to you. As long as you have hope, you can embrace tomorrow and see the bright sun tomorrow. You should always walk with a smile, and believe that dark clouds can't cover the brightness of the sun! " These words have great power, which makes me understand: when the sail of hope is broken by fate, don't sink, don't be depressed, at least the shore is still there, the road is still there, the sun is still there, and we are still there.
Mom's words are like angels arrival. I saw her plain clothes white dress, long hair with fragrance, fat as snow, and her brow revealed elegance. The corners of the mouth rise to form an arc, which is very beautiful. It was a smile, although it was light makeup, but it set off more touching. This smile cleared all the dark clouds in my heart, and I was confused and suddenly enlightened; I cleared all the moss from my heart, and the darkness and humidity suddenly became warm.
I took a sip of milk, and in an instant, the aroma overflowed the whole room. My fluttering heart melts in the window and the stars shine. I want to dance with fireflies and cicadas. I seem to feel the warmth of the evening breeze and the rhythm of frogs. I am between two seas, and I don't know whether to go up or down. Going up, the sea of lights is so beautiful; Come down, Xinghai is so intoxicating.
Where there is sunshine in your heart, there will be warmth. In the dark corner, only moss can grow.
Walk forward with a smile, because: dark clouds can't cover the brightness of the sun! Then you will find, love O2O!
The black mark on composition 7 of grade three lies quietly on the white wall, which is very eye-catching. I don't know who kicked the new wall, it is very hard, and the pattern of the sole is clearly printed.
People who came and went through that wall either didn't see it at all, or took a casual look. After seeing it, several people gave a feeling: "Alas, people now! It's ... "Said, and shook his head and roared off.
The sun is burning the earth, the asphalt road seems to be burnt, and the dog keeps sticking out its tongue. Several girls are wearing elegant long skirts, and their snow-white calves appear and disappear under the skirts.
At this moment, a schoolboy-like boy came skipping. He is wearing a slightly yellow school uniform and his clothes are slightly smaller. However, the wrinkled red scarf was proudly raised upward, and a pair of worn canvas shoes was gently lifted and dropped by him. Also, his bright eyes are shining like crystals, like black gems.
After crossing the wall, he stopped, frowning slightly and pouting discontentedly. He quickly opened his surprisingly large schoolbag, which was out of proportion to his thin body. It turns out that there are not only books, but also dozens of plastic bottles, large and small! He picked up a bottle with a little water in it, unscrewed it, poured the water on a piece of waste paper written in dense, and wiped it off the wall.
He rubbed hard and sweat oozed from his forehead. His shining eyes stared at the footprints and rubbed them hard with his tender little hands. Finally, the footprints disappeared, the wall turned white, and the boy's little face showed a satisfied smile.
Suddenly, a woman came up to him angrily. When he saw it, he couldn't help shivering and his eyes were full of fear. He was about to say something when a slap fell on his face: "What are you doing here? I have learned to be lazy since I was a child. Come back and wash the dishes for me. There are many clothes. I didn't raise you to clean others every day like your father. It's really worthless Don't you want to clean the walls? Then I will let you wipe enough! " With that, she lifted her feet and kicked hard on the white wall carefully wiped by the child.
The little boy's eyes darkened quickly. Looking at the footprints on the wall, he couldn't help it any longer. Tears of bean size kept rolling down and fell on the upturned red scarf. He suddenly stood up and shouted at the woman, "Why? I just want to help my father fulfill his wish. He has always loved this city. Even if he is only a sanitation worker, he will try his best to contribute to the city. I just want to help him ... "Then he cried even harder, looking at the wall and shaking all over.
The woman was shocked, as if surprised that the boy dared to yell at her, and as if surprised that the little body could say such a thing. When she found that all the people around her were looking over here, and some were still whispering, she couldn't help blushing and left in embarrassment. ...
What happened to that boy? Nobody knows. It's just that someone seems to see that little figure on that road again, carefully wiping something on the wall.