I was born in a family of private entrepreneurs. My father has been practicing martial arts since childhood. After graduating from high school, he worked in a food station in the village and started his own business in his twenties. By the time I was born, there was no wealth in my family, so I lived comfortably as a child. Although I ate well, I was pitifully thin at that time. When I was a child, I was weak and sick, and I often took injections to take medicine. I also have a congenital deficiency, that is, stuttering. Although I learned later that stuttering was a sign of intelligence, it was a great shame for me and my family at that time. More unfortunately, I am not only short, but also stunted. Compared with my peers, I always look much smaller. Although I learned later that things developed later might be better, it became another great shame for my family at that time. My biggest misfortune is that my parents are impatient and hate iron, so you can imagine my childhood life. Fortunately, I have a soft personality. Although I feel inferior, I am optimistic. Later, I found that people who come out of inferiority may be more confident and more able to bear the blow. This is my luck.
My baby's name is "Jia Jia", which was named by my grandfather. At that time, my grandfather thought that I always liked to play alone at home, so he gave me this name. Later, my uncle's cousin was born, and my family called him "Xiao Jia" and called me "everyone".
My mother recalled that when I was three or four years old, I said the first sentence. At that time, my mother asked me to play with many children near my home, and then she went home. After a while, my mother came out and found that all the other children had left and I was the only one playing there. My mother casually asked, "Where have they all gone?"
I stammered, "All ... all ran away!"
I have been in kindergarten with my older children since I was five years old, but I just stood at the entrance of the kindergarten and looked in, never going in. When I was about six years old, I studied in kindergarten with other children. Since I can remember, I have changed to three kindergartens, and I attended the last kindergarten for two years!
I remember when I was eight years old, my mother asked me to go to primary school. At that time, I came to the primary school classroom, where there were many children. Teachers give exams face to face, and only those who pass the exams can enter primary school. At that time, the content of the exam was simple: recite the Arabic numerals from 100 to 100 in front of teachers and students. When it was my turn, I didn't go to primary school that year, because I didn't memorize it, so I was very nervous. When I got home, my mother lost her temper and insisted that I recite the number 100 to her. I recited it that day and my mother corrected it. I basically memorized it at night. The next day, I went to kindergarten again. The teacher asked me to recite this number 100, and I recited it smoothly.
When I was nine years old, I successfully entered primary school. Because I finally went to primary school, I studied very hard, and with my mother's careful teaching, my academic performance was not bad. At that time, when I went home every night, my mother would accompany me to do my homework. Besides finishing my homework well, I can recite almost everything I have learned. So in the year-end exam of senior one, I got the twelfth place in my class. It happened that the certificate was issued to the twelfth place. After the teacher said the news, my mother and I were very happy. But the unfortunate thing happened soon: the teacher didn't give me this certificate, but gave it to the thirteenth classmate. I later learned the reason: the mother of the classmate of thirteen was once a student of this teacher, and more importantly, his mother worked in a public institution. This incident made my mother very angry and wanted to have an attack at the parent-teacher conference. However, when my mother met the teacher, something embarrassing happened: my mother used to be my teacher's student. My teacher is naturally embarrassed. In order to express her apologies to me and my mother, she often praised me and gave me strawberries grown at home.
Soon the first-grade study life will be over. When we entered the second grade, we got a very fierce class teacher. I'm timid, and I'm very nervous in his class, so my academic performance is not very good. The teacher also likes to let us dictate on the blackboard. I remember that once I was called to the blackboard by him, and I didn't write a word, so he beat me up. From then on, I was more afraid of him, and attending his class became my biggest fear at that time, so my academic performance became worse and worse.
In the third grade, we had a very kind female class teacher, and my study has changed a lot since then. I can relax in her class, so I study well. At this time, my mother began to inspire me. She said to me, "as long as you get into the top ten in the final exam, I'll give you ten dollars!" " "I am naturally very happy, so I study harder and harder. In the final exam, I got the second place in my class. Disappointingly, however, when I went to my mother with a hardcover notebook awarded by my teacher, my mother only gave me five yuan. Even so, I was very happy at that time, so I immediately bought an ice cream to treat myself.
In the fourth grade, my grandfather with 18 years of primary school teaching experience came from other places. He resigned to work in my father's factory because he was at odds with the headmaster of his school. From then on, he worked in the factory and taught me; I attend classes at school during the day and receive his tutoring at night. The instruction he gave me was simple: let me keep a diary for him every day and find some classic math problems for me to do. At first, I found it a headache to keep a diary. I often hold a pen and can't write a word for a long time. But under his guidance, I wrote more and more. I remember writing a diary once, and it was really unnecessary to write it. I simply wrote down what I saw after school: I saw many children picking up seeds after school this afternoon. After reading it, my uncle said to me, "What you wrote is too simple to make it clear. You should write down where the children are and what seeds they are picking up. If it is the seed of a flower, you can imagine a scene in which a flower opens; If it is a vegetable seed, you can imagine the vegetables in the vegetable field ... "After listening to the uncle's words, I suddenly realized, so I knew how to keep a diary. From then on, my writing level is getting better and better, and my Chinese scores are getting better and better. At the same time, my math scores have also been greatly improved.
When I was in the fifth grade, my uncle only tutored me for half a year. In the second half of the year, due to the exam from primary school to junior high school, the school was very nervous: it was very late in the afternoon and often did not rest on weekends. So, I stopped asking my uncle to tutor me, and I began to teach myself. Without the help of my uncle and the pressure of further study, I have been studying very hard for the past six months. In early spring, the weather is still very cold, but I often can't sleep at three or four in the morning, so I get up and carry it. Neighbors are vegetable farmers and have to get up early to serve food every day. However, when neighbors get up, they often find that the light in my room is already on. Because of such diligence, I have basically recited everything I can, so my academic performance is very good. From primary school to junior high school, I was the first in primary school and the fifth in junior high school. However, this good result still has some moisture. On the first day of the exam from elementary school to junior high school, when we entered the examination room, our head teacher hurriedly called us to the classroom. She has an answer in her hand. She said to us: "this answer may be the answer to the Chinese subject in this exam." I wrote it on the blackboard, so please copy it down quickly! " With that, she quickly wrote on the blackboard. Hearing what she said was only possible, I felt that it was only possible at most. At that time, I naively thought that it should be difficult to get an answer for such an important exam from primary school to junior high school. So I just copied it. However, when we walked out of the examination room to discuss with you, we found that this answer might really be the standard answer of the Chinese subject in this exam. I was shocked at that time!
I did so well in the exam that I was carried away by the victory. After entering junior high school, I became arrogant. I am often late for school, and I am lazy in my studies. I have completely lost my motivation in primary school. So my academic performance is getting worse and worse.
In the second grade of junior high school, under the influence of some students who love reading, I began to study. I will read all the books I can when I have time. One of my favorite books at that time was new journey to the west. I spend some time watching before eating every day. It took me half a year to read this million-word book more than once and a half. The book that has the greatest influence on me is the biography of Nobel. After reading this book, I not only learned about the Nobel Prize, but also knew that no one in China had won the Nobel Prize at that time. So I had an idea: As long as I become the first Nobel Prize winner in China, I can stir up the world like the first atomic bomb explosion in China. Since then, I have dreamed of winning the Nobel Prize.
In the third grade, I began to pay attention to physical exercise because of the rising physical examination. I often commute to school and home. The school also organizes us to run in the mountains between classes every day. I work hard every time and try to finish the game. I often run alone on the playground. After running, I pulled out the horizontal bar to support the parallel bars. I also practice standing long jump with my classmates. In April and May of the third grade, the physical education examination began. First, pull out the horizontal bar, easily pull out ten in one breath, with full marks; Followed by running, I ran the fourth place in our group, and it happened that the top four were full marks; Finally, the standing long jump, I struggled to jump up, after landing, the invigilator wouldn't let me jump. I felt very strange at that time: why did other students jump three times and only allow me to jump once? I didn't know that I jumped too far, which was far beyond the full mark line, so the invigilator felt that I didn't need to jump again, and it was another full mark. I got full marks in all three physical education exams, and I feel so happy. For a person who was weak when he was a child, you can imagine my mood at that time.
Although the physical quality is getting better and better, the academic performance has not improved. When I volunteered for the senior high school entrance examination, I entered the best high school in the city at that time. The head teacher objected to my report, but I didn't listen. According to my logic at that time, I thought that the best schools might recruit fewer students because of the difficulty of exams. Even if I really fail in the exam, my family can still make me spend money! Practice has proved that I am right: the number of applicants in that year was almost the same as the number of students enrolled. Therefore, I successfully entered this high school.
Soon after I entered high school, I became the representative of Chinese class in my class. I became a Chinese class representative not because I got good grades in my class, but because I was the first deskmate in our class. The head teacher appointed him as the representative of Chinese class. Because Chinese is a big class and needs two class representatives, I became a Chinese class representative. In fact, in this high school, because there are too many good students, my grades have been ranked in the second half of the class.
Although my grades have not been good enough, I still have one ability that I am proud of, and that is that I am good at playing basketball. When I entered high school, I began to play basketball often. At that time, I liked playing basketball because I liked the cartoon slam dunk. I have been watching dunks since junior high school. Since I read it, I have fallen in love with the beautiful romance and passion in this cartoon. After entering high school, I turned my love for dunk into my love for playing basketball. I am eager to be an excellent basketball player. Therefore, whenever I have the opportunity to play basketball, I always take an active part. At first, I played badly: I couldn't get the ball, I couldn't pass the ball well, and I couldn't shoot … But then by chance, I became a "sharpshooter" in my class. This opportunity comes from a big week in senior one. In this big week, I got up early in the morning and took the ball to the primary school basketball court. From the early morning of this day to the afternoon, I practiced shooting by myself for most of the day. Since then, my shooting level has been greatly improved, and my basketball level in other aspects has also been improved. This experience convinced me that self-exploration and hard work can lead me to success.
At the end of the second year of high school, my academic performance still didn't improve. Our head teacher talked to me and wanted me to transfer to art. So in the summer vacation of Grade Two, I drew a picture of January. But because I think I prefer liberal arts and my parents don't want me to study art, I gave up studying art.
It was also in this summer vacation of senior two that something happened that I will never forget. At that time, a beautiful girl in our class invited me to her home, and I accepted her invitation with pleasure. On a rainy morning this summer, I came to her house. She sat in a chair in a miniskirt and talked to me for a long time, and then we went out. We are walking on the wet newly-built highway, with few cars on the road, and the scenery on the roadside is very good: the leaves on sparse trees are as clean as new, the water drops in dense grass are dotted, and the wild flowers of various colors breathe the refreshing fragrance ... A cool breeze blows, which makes us feel the rare freshness in summer. We walked together, talked together and laughed together, both nervous and excited. We crossed a expressway, crossed a small bridge, bypassed a pond, and then came to the home of one of our classmates. After the conversation, we went back to her home. This simple, pure and beautiful feeling has always remained in my heart and has become a beautiful memory of my life.
When I entered the third year of senior high school, I knew there was no hope for my college entrance examination, so I was going to repeat it.
After the first college entrance examination, I chose to repeat. I studied very hard this year, and I established my dream: I want to be a Nobel Prize in Literature winner. In order to realize my dream, I began to recite some classic articles, such as Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting. I had memorized it by then. I think to realize my dream, I need to do two things first: read more books and experience more.
One year's hard work was not in vain, and I was admitted to Liaocheng University. Speaking of college wishes, I have had them since I was a child, and most of my classmates have them. I remember when I was in primary school, my mother took me to divination. At that time, the fortune teller said that I would definitely be admitted to the university in ten years. Later I heard that wishing on a shooting star will come true. Therefore, I often look forward to seeing meteors. After watching it several times, my wish was to be admitted to the university. That year my wish finally came true. I believe that as long as one sticks to his wish, it will come true one day.
The wish has come true, and the dream has just set sail. In the choice of university major, I chose history instead of Chinese language and literature, which is similar to my dream. I only chose to study history and explained it with a poem: I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but toward which corner of the mountain. In order to better realize my dream of Nobel Prize in Literature, I chose to study history. Soon after entering the university, I heard the saying that "literature and history are not separated", so I felt that my choice was correct. Of course, studying history also has a great influence on my future creation, so that when I write something, I always have a historical tendency, and later I add a philosophical tendency.
Freshman is an exciting military training life. During this difficult and wonderful time, I met a girl who made me fall in love at first sight. Love comes from fate. The company commander selected ten pacesetters from our 100 team to form a team. The girl and I happened to be in this small team. I first met her at the end of the training. When I first saw her, I was immediately shocked by her beauty. I got up the courage to say the first sentence to her: "What class are you in?" She didn't answer immediately, but gently raised the index finger of her right hand to her face. Cherry's mouth seems to open and close, but it seems that she is in Class One without saying anything. It is such a subtle, innocent and shy move that left an unforgettable impression on me. Even now, every time I think about it, I still feel like it just happened. For once, I think I have fallen in love with her. This girl messed up my freshman life. Since then, her appearance has been lingering in my mind, and I miss her all the time. Every sleepless night is caused by her influence on me. I really felt lost at that time. I really want to see her, but every time I see her, I am particularly nervous. Often when I get close to her, I have a lot to say, but I can't say a word. Even so, I approached her voluntarily. I have been to her classroom several times, and she is very friendly to me. She once said to me, "It's good to talk to you. Come and see me more when you are free! " "I am naturally very happy after hearing this sentence, but every time I go to see her, I have to summon up full courage. Once, she was in the classroom, and I stood at the door of the classroom and called her out. When she came out, she said to me, "You are so brave! " "
I have a lot of fate with her. At that time, our department held calligraphy classes, and we all signed up. Although she often doesn't go to class, we have reason to be close. Still, I dare not express my love for her.
Unconsciously, winter came, and our college organized cross-country trials. I participated in the competition on behalf of our class. I've never run cross-country before. I just want to challenge myself this time. The competition is held on the playground of our school, and it takes fifteen laps. When I ran to the seventh and eighth laps, I was exhausted. I ran two more laps and finally exceeded my limit, so I ran easily. On the twelfth and thirteenth lap, my second limit came again. I'm running almost at the speed of walking. I grit my teeth and struggled. I finally finished the fourteenth lap. I thought I had finished running, so I stopped. Who knows, the lap counter told me there was still one lap. I almost collapsed, so I tried to run the last lap, but I ran slower than I walked. When I ran 100 meters again, I suddenly heard a gentle and familiar cry: "Come on, everyone!" "I slowly turned my head and looked in the direction of the shouts. I saw the girl covering her mouth with her hand and gathering into a trumpet to shout. As soon as I saw her, I somehow got all my strength. I almost ran the remaining 300 meters at the speed I started running. After running down, I was helped aside by my classmates to have a rest. After a while, all the students left and she came over. She said something nice about me, and then I'm leaving. She's going with me. I said, "I'm going to climb the railing. Do you want to climb? " She nodded and rushed to the railing of the playground, making an action that seemed to be crawling rather than crawling. Seeing this, I rubbed her forward. With my help, she immediately climbed over and stood there waiting for me. I jumped over, said goodbye to her and ran away, leaving her alone.
I really want to be with her from the bottom of my heart, but I never have the courage to tell her what I think. Finally, one day, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I found a fellow villager in her class. I asked my fellow villager, "Does she have a boyfriend?"
The answer from my hometown almost made me faint, and I could hardly stand up. The fellow villager said this: "She has a boyfriend, from Shenzhen University." However, the villagers quickly comforted me and said, "I don't think it is possible that they are so far away now." You still have a chance! " Hearing him say this, I got a little comfort, but I walked away in confusion.
The next day, I was in a daze. Although I have been thinking about her, I am always at a loss. Throughout my freshman year, I left in a very painful state. At that time, I felt that I had lost myself: I dared not pursue the love I wanted, forgot my dreams, and just walked around the classroom, restaurant and dormitory like a bag every day. There was a time when I thought about suicide.
A year's muddled days passed and she left. She left our college and went to another department. The reason why she left was because she did well in the history department. At that time, the top three students were allowed to change departments, and she left.
She left and took a lot of things from me. Gradually, I seldom see her. Gradually, I miss her less and less. Gradually, I found my original self. Gradually, I found my dream.
Since my sophomore year, I decided to get back on my feet and continue to fight for my dreams. These days, I read like crazy. I go to the library to look for books almost every day. When I found the book I wanted to read, I immediately went to the classroom to read it. We had a fixed classroom at that time. I have a fixed seat by the window of the fixed classroom. I have been studying in this seat for more than two years. I read all kinds of books, from history to literature, from literature to philosophy. At that time, I got up in the morning and read books borrowed from the library. After eating some rice at noon, I went back to reading. I won't go back until the dormitory lights out at night. In this way, I persisted until I graduated from college.
I will graduate from college soon, and once went to the Chinese Department of our school to listen to a lecture. The speaker is the tutor of master students in Chinese Department. He put forward a viewpoint that literature should be human-oriented, cosmopolitan and universal. It is this view that made me think hard for three days after listening to the lecture. For three days, I have been reliving his lecture, and I didn't start reading again until I fully accepted his point of view. At this time, I began to study anthropology, sociology, astronomy, biology, physics, mathematics and so on, and I began to think about the meaning of life.
To talk about the meaning of life, we should start with the formation of the universe. It is an accepted hypothesis that the formation of the universe originated from a big bang. At first, our universe was a singularity with infinitely high temperature, infinitely small volume and infinitely high density. After the Big Bang, our universe began to expand. After about 10 billion years of expansion, the Milky Way galaxy was formed. Inside the Milky Way, about 4.6 billion years ago, the solar system was formed. In the solar system, the earth-moon system was formed again, and our earth was formed. Life on earth has evolved from scratch, from simple to complex, from low to high, step by step. About millions of years ago, humans appeared. Judging from the appearance of human beings, human beings are just a kind of life formed during the development of the universe. Compared with the vast universe, each of us is not a drop in the ocean; Our short life, compared with the life of tens of billions and hundreds of billions of years in the universe, is fleeting. Therefore, each of us is just a passer-by in the universe. Our birth is accidental, but our death is inevitable. So, what is the meaning of our small and short life? I think our significance lies in that since the universe has given us life, we should cherish this opportunity to live. Compared with other animals, plants and inanimate objects, we are undoubtedly the lucky ones in the universe. Because we have feelings and are free to think and act. Since we have such conditions, why not cherish the opportunity given by this universe? Why don't we use this limited life to create infinite value? Ordinary is a lifetime, and vigorous is a lifetime. Why not let our lives stir the whole world and even the whole universe? We use our limited life to contribute to the world and the universe. While realizing its own value, it also won the respect of future generations. Why not?
Through scientific verification, we have no afterlife, we only have one chance to survive. When we die, our bodies will decompose into other substances, and we will never become you again. Therefore, we should not pin our hopes on the afterlife, but seize the present time to let ourselves play and create.