Once upon a time, in winter, I also made a wish to mold myself into a snowman, forget about the endless snowfield, or disguise myself as a vassal and elegant person, listen to a well-known or unknown symphony, imitate the ancients around the fireside night talk, I don't care if I understand it or not, I just want that solitary, pure and lofty atmosphere - to this day, the wish is remembered after forgetting, and after thinking about it, I have no such heart.

Sitting alone in front of the window, facing out of the window, the night is thick, the flickering lights obscure the light of a few stars in the sky, the rising moon has fallen out of favor in the city, and is only a headlight at most, the roar of the plane passing slowly is noisy in the ears, and the roommates are still in a state of joy and excitement before going to bed—although the ears are noisy, the heart is very quiet.

Suddenly, on the window pane in front of him, there was also a he, exactly the same, looking wiser and calmer than "Brother Xian", smiling slightly at "Brother Xian", and even smiling a little contemptuously, and asked arrogantly: Who are you? What are you doing?

"Brother Xian" was speechless, and he was speechless, and he was even more disdainful, sneering and looking at "Brother Xian"; Brother Xian was stunned for a while, stiffened, and said hesitantly: I- yes- I, a pretentious, self-righteous, self-righteous person who thinks that he has published a few articles like tofu blocks, wants to turn the world upside down, surprise the situation, and run rampant; I think that when I enter the university of my dreams, I can achieve it overnight, sit back and enjoy it, and wait for work; I have exchanged ten years of cold windows for today's glory, I think I have picked a few stems of flowers and plants by the avenue of knowledge, and climbed a few bee waists on the ladder of truth, but I look back for a long time, and then look at the road, except for the sores and embarrassment, and the only thing I have to do is the pursuit of dry up—

He was even more surprised, looking at "Brother Xian" in horror and full of doubts, and he didn't even want to say those two words, and it was a blasphemy to say those two words from the mouth of "Brother Xian".

After this question, "Brother Xian" also felt that he was not confident enough, and he was also surprised: what to pursue!?, self-righteous love, Yelang's arrogant knowledge, and conscious and voluntary freedom...... I can't say that there is no, but I can have it all, there is a certain stage of my goal, facing the goal I set, moving forward, is the only and all!

He kept his face calm, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and said: You are very-self-believe!?

"Brother Xian" drooped his head when he was asked, and even felt that the word "self-confidence" was placed on him, as if he had lost the explanation of the original meaning of "believe in himself", and said tremblingly: Self-confidence - does it belong to me? Originally, I still felt that if I gave up everything, I only had self-confidence. When you ask this question, I feel that self-confidence is reflected in me as conceit, unfounded conceit - but I am glad that meeting you has given me a great opportunity to be alone and meditate, to think about my own mistakes, to fill in my own shortcomings, and to strive to do better!

He squeezed out a sincere smile slightly, spread his palms upward, and asked: Have you recently read any articles that make you feel empathy and resonate with you? After listening to this, "Brother Xian" was very happy, and grinned and said: "Life Judgment", the article reads: There are three realms in life: good times, bad times and ordinary times. People have the heart to take refuge easily, yearn for good times, reject bad times, and exaggerate the good times and bad times. People in good times are sun-facing flowers and trees, near the water, often able to get people's rare, and people are difficult to reach, but if it is easy to live, the will can not be sharpened, so it is difficult to become a great talent, easy to live, and the sense of happiness cannot be very strong, so I can't feel great happiness. Those who can become great and feel great happiness are the only ones who have come out of adversity. As long as it is not a catastrophe, adversity is a good gift for life.

The important thing in life is not what kind of situation you are in, but what kind of attitude you have. In good times, people need to set up a spiritual purgatory for themselves from time to time, in adversity, they need to learn to lick their wounds, and in ordinary times, they need to have a sensitive heart to reject mediocrity. Life is a fight, everyone has to be challenged by fate, when you are in adversity, you must be self-reliant, tenacious struggle, because many people's life greatness, are tempered in the hardships and hardships.

He clapped his hands lightly, smiled a little, and asked: Then what situation do you want you to be suitable for, what kind of situation can make you grow? "Brother Xian" thought for a while, and said with a smile: Of course, I hope that it is a good situation, but nine times out of ten, I hope to be in adversity, enjoy adversity and then overcome, it is the most valuable experience of my growth!

With a smile on his face, he asked lightly: Can you sum up the past 20 years?

"Brother Xian" opened his mouth and said: Miss the spring full of flowers, miss the summer soaked in sunset, miss the autumn when the leaves and butterflies fly, and miss the winter when the snow is full of thousands of mountains.

He frowned, looked at "Brother Xian" in puzzlement, and said with a smile: "It's not like that, is it?

"Brother Xian" also smiled slightly, and said meaningfully: Maybe it was because of the acquisition, that I missed it! He——stretched out his hand, patted "Brother Xian" on the shoulder, and asked: Brother Xian, what are you thinking when you stand at the window?

"Brother Feng" stood behind him and asked, "Brother Xian" smiled and said curtly: "The whole world is turbid, I am alone, everyone is drunk and I am sober--sad and nostalgic, vassal elegance! After speaking, everyone laughed, and "Brother Tao" shouted: "Brother Xian still has strength, but he is unwilling to take it out, so he is not beautiful!" The snow presses the branches low, although it is not low enough to touch the mud. Once the red sun rises, it is still in harmony with the sky.

"Brother Xian" hurriedly hugged his fists and saluted, and said curtly: "Brothers, be merciful, Brother Fool is already ashamed of himself, and he has discredited our dormitory, so don't use me as a talking point anymore!" "Brother Fei" relieved the siege for "Brother Xian" and said: Hurry up and sleep, I'll turn off the lights!

The dormitory suddenly fell silent, only the sound of Suo Suo undressing, "Brother Xian" leaned on the side of the bed, and whispered in his mouth: Tomorrow is coming, yesterday is history, grasp the present, put me tomorrow, build a beautiful grave for today's pain, make a pious prayer for the morning sun, and compose a tragic melody for the glory of the future - from tomorrow, be a happy person, feed horses, chop wood, travel the world / From tomorrow, care about food and vegetables......

His ears were quiet, the lights in the distance were dimmed, and the few stars were hidden, and he was intoxicated by the reverie of the night—and it was spring, and he made a new wish—facing the sea, and the spring flowers were blooming—so that he could stay in his heart. Sitting in front of the window, looking at the moonlight outside the window, thinking about the wishes of spring, the wishes of the mind, the smiles on the faces, the moon on the horizon -