Chapter 13: Years of Caprice
The years are caprice, Zhang Baotong
Life is long and so short. In childhood, we want to grow up quickly, but when we do grow up, troubles and sorrows will follow. That's when we realized that our dreams weren't as magical and beautiful as we had imagined. Maybe our marriage and love are not romantic, maybe our career and future are not so exciting and optimistic, for this reason, we can only pin our beautiful visions and dreams on the future.
The future is a space for young people to place their hopes on the limit. But in order to make your dreams come true, in addition to paying 99% of your blood and sweat, you also have to have a little necessary talent and inspiration. However, we often stop to have fun because of the long life ahead, or feel that the goal of life is still very far away, and we can put the things in front of us to do tomorrow and leave the things of this year for next year. As everyone knows
Time is a river formed by minutes and seconds. However, we often only pay attention to the more obvious time flow such as year after year, but we rarely pay attention to the subtle skill of dripping water through stones. Therefore, it is difficult for us to feel the sound of time passing by in our lives, but we often like to indulge our thoughts in anxiety and dreams and become obsessed, so that a lot of time is wasted in nameless worries and emptiness. Only when things are wrong and youth is not there, will you suddenly find that time flies and life is short.
We are all travelers in life, and our ideal is a beacon in our long years. Achieving the ideal requires arduous hardships and long waits. We may be able to endure the hardships, but we may not be able to endure the long wait. Because of the inherent nature of the human body, ** sometimes wears out this ambition and ambition. Our ideals may be lost or shattered in the constant search, and our dreams may still be far away, but if there is no distance between reality and ideals for us to pursue, life will be so mediocre and bland.
The length of life given to each person by the years is different, but the length of life cannot measure the value and quality of life. A sixteen-year-old boy can build a short life into a solid monument, and a sixty-year-old man can turn a long life into a pile of rotten bones. Because the value of life is reflected in the return of life to the years.
Life is finite, and years are endless. When we are children, we always want to be adults, and when we are old, we want to be young again. In fact, people of every age have their joys and sorrows. However, as long as we can gain something from the circumstances of our age, rather than spending our lives in vain, then we can enjoy the joy of life in a limited number of years.
The suffering of life Zhang Baotong
On that day, a painstakingly written novel was "shot" by the editor again. With the rejection, I mourned for a long time. Thinking about the failures I have experienced, I can't help but feel a kind of discouragement and frustration when my dreams have been shattered. Seeing that most of my life has passed, but I have not yet talked about the success and harvest of **, and now the prime year has passed, and there are not many days to come, how can people not be stunned, and sigh for dreams!
I don't know if I attach too much importance to the meaning of life, or if I am too vain and admired, I always want to leave some eye-catching traces in the process of life. When I was in school, I studied English for a few years, and I was crazy about translating some famous works, but after a few attempts, I finally gave up because of my lack of knowledge. After that, I tried to write novels and essays, hoping to make some influential works. However, for many years, except for dozens of short essays and sketches that appeared in newspapers and magazines, there were no major achievements, but I felt that the dream I was pursuing was getting farther and farther away from me, which made people not pessimistic and discouraged when they thought about it. Maybe it's because of my lack of talent and it's hard to achieve it, or maybe this dream doesn't belong to me. As a result, I felt that I was too mediocre and too small to make a big difference.
In this pessimistic and deflated self-blame and inferiority, I often have a negative and sad attitude towards my life experience and educational process, because it limits the development of my ability. On the other hand, there is too much consciousness of fame and ** deposited in the depths of my soul. This stark gap between incompetence and the desire to be famous will undoubtedly paint my character with a layer of tragedy. That's why I often feel sad that I can't make it.
Besides, life has its own joys and sorrows, and the famous may not be happy, and the nameless may not be unhappy, so why bother to seek trouble and torture myself? But I am a pessimist with dreams, who will not enjoy the pleasures of contentment and happiness, and who have an intolerable hostility to idleness. Therefore, in the face of the distant and ethereal reality of life dreams, we will only vent the confusion and disappointment in our hearts with sadness and frustration. However, the instinct of the soul to be successful and unwilling to accept fate often drove me to not relax. In this kind of spiritual intoxication and drive, I will once again look hungrily for the tenacity and spiritual support of Jack London's "Martin Eden", and from "Out of the Shadows, Overnight Success", I will once again experience the intoxication and sorrow of the tragic "shooting" of American writer Aaron Fusom's 40 novels. In this way, I feel that my struggles and failures are really insignificant. So, I picked up the pen again, reimagined it, and started again. Maybe even if I struggle all my life, I will not get out of the shadow of failure, but I know that only by striving can hope not be shattered, and with hope, my heart will not be sad and despairing.
If you have a dream, you are doomed to failure, but it can make you feel the love and attachment to the dream of life from the loss and sorrow, and enrich and enrich your life through the profound grinding and suffering of life, because life cannot be without dreams.