I read an article yesterday and it felt very good, the title was "If you don't change the world, you change the world". Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

How many people dream of what they want to be when they grow up and never become the person they hate, but when they grow up, they unconsciously become the person they hated when they were children, and deviate from the person they dreamed of becoming when they were children?

The article gave two examples to illustrate that theme, one about being a soldier and the other about the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

As for those who serve in the army, it mainly reflects a phenomenon -- every new recruit has to be beaten by veterans in order to establish prestige. At some point, it seems to have become an unwritten rule. Violence, relatively simple and direct, worry-free. It's much faster than using words to educate, but it creates a vicious circle. After the recruits encounter the pain of being beaten, they will become veterans in the future, and they will naturally continue the pain of being beaten to the next recruit.

Many of the recruits who were beaten in the article said that if they became squad leaders in the future, they would never beat the recruits like that, and would choose to use language education.

Time has passed, and many of the recruits who were beaten at the beginning have become veterans of beating, completely forgetting the "promises" they made after being beaten as recruits. This is to be changed by the world.

However, after one of the recruits who was beaten became a platoon commander, he still did not change his original intention, and really did not use violence, but used language to educate the recruits. Although this move was despised and ostracized by other veterans, he still kept his promise.

Later, the platoon he led won a lot of honors, and he was naturally promoted. This is that it has not been changed by the world, so it has changed the world.

Another example of the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is mainly about a woman's mother-in-law when she was a daughter-in-law in the past, she was often harassed by her former mother-in-law in every way, and felt that life was very hard. At the beginning, when this woman was harassed by her mother-in-law, she was very dissatisfied. Because even though she had a good stomach, her mother-in-law also asked her to go to the river to wash her clothes. Fortunately, she had a good husband who loved her very much, and her husband told her how her mother had been troubled by her grandmother. After understanding all this, this woman decided that she would not make things difficult for her daughter-in-law in the future. Later, she gave birth to a son. And her son is the man above who promised that he would never fight a recruit in the future after being beaten as a recruit, and he did not break his promise until he became a platoon commander.

If you don't change the world, you change the world. Spread love, and the world will have more love. Passing on hatred, there will be one more kind of hatred in the world.

I think of when I was a child, I liked to play with glass beads on the ground, because in the game of glass beads, I can use my imagination to create the rules of the game, test my eyesight, the coordination between my hand and body, and more importantly, the fun of the game.

Because I like it, I still played with glass beads on the floor when I was in sixth grade. However, at some point in this world, there has been such a thing as "childishness". In "naivety", there will be such things as so-called "face".

The world seems to have made it a child's game to play with glass beads.

Therefore, there are such words: I am still playing with glass beads when I am in the sixth grade of elementary school, how childish is this! Other adults will laugh when they see it, do they know whether it is ugly!

Just liking one thing turns out to have so many complicated factors to consider.

When I was a child, it was easiest to know what I wanted in happiness, but when what I wanted was not important in the eyes of adults, should I still want it?

When I was a child, I loved to play with toys, I liked to watch the fire burn quietly, I liked to watch the water flow quietly, and I felt that my life when I grew up would be associated with quiet happiness. However, I was originally sluggish, let alone when I was a child.

Adults told me that when I grow up, I want to earn a lot of money, buy a house, buy a car, and get married. I feel a little longing when I hear adults say this, but that's not what I like very much.

My friends will also talk to me about their dreams, such as becoming a manager, a chairman, or a national leader when they grow up. It sounds like a great thing, but that's not what I really want to do.

When I was a child, I was like a gust of wind, and I didn't know where I was going to blow or where I was going to stay. So, when I was a kid, I didn't even know what dreams were.

When I came across the question of "my dream is ......" essay, I struggled for most of the day, and I couldn't find any answers. After all, I really didn't know at the time. So in order to complete the essay, I just put in what I felt good about, and then use my imagination to fill in that essay.

When I was growing up, I found that the people around me liked to discuss making money, buying a house, and buying a car. In other words, even if I like money, buildings, and cars, it may be because I am forced by life to need money, and I am infected by the people around me and have an unbalanced psychology, so I pursue buildings and cars, and it is not because I really like it at all.

What I like is what I like naturally.

Eventually, I finished college and went out to work for some time, and slowly, I realized what I longed for in terms of natural happiness.

Art, an existence that produces natural pleasure in silence. It's like when I was a child, I quietly played with toys alone to imagine the plot between toy characters, just like when I was a child, I sat quietly in front of a burning fire and looked at it as if I could see the excitement of life, just like when I was a child, I quietly looked at the flowing water and could unintentionally get out of my mind. I love the feeling of quiet thinking.

Therefore, the sluggishness catches up, and the dreams that others had when they were young, I began to have them when I grew up and came out of society.

When I have a dream, I want to take care of it. Because when I was growing up, I saw too many "forgetting my original intention"......

Of course, having a dream does not mean that you will not be confused, and you will still be very entangled in which way to go to realize your dream.

In the past, I cared too much about the existence of the "road", and I always felt that I had to have a road to walk. But why didn't I think that the road was not a road at all before, but it was only when there were more people who walked that it became a road?

This afternoon, I rode the "Little Perfect" out for a walk, and of course, I was also preparing for the next steps in the future.

Along the way, with a natural vision, you can actually feel a lot.

On the side of the road in a certain section, a boy who looked 1.8 meters and a girl who looked 1.57 meters were hugging each other tightly, the girl's toes were standing on tiptoe, and the boy's head was also very gentlemanly lowered. The girl leaned sideways against the boy's chest and smiled happily, the boy's mouth was slightly raised, and his hands seemed to touch under the girl's buttocks. Well, a good bowl of dog food sprinkled in broad daylight, but fortunately, I'm not very hungry......

Later, I found a good place - Book City, a small city specializing in selling school supplies and reading and studying.

I went upstairs and chose art books to read, and while I was reading, there were two or three six or seven-year-old little sisters reading next to me. One of them, a little sister who looks relatively small, was about to pick up the books at the bottom of the bookshelf to read, she didn't choose to squat, but sat on the ground with a flat horse, and then picked the books she wanted to read. I was keeping an eye on her at the time, and the book in my hand seemed to be just a disguised prop.

After she stood up, she barely stopped, sometimes standing on one leg, the other leg naturally raised over her head, sometimes spinning and jumping, well, what a lively and cute little girl who loves to dance. How good, she knew what she liked at a young age, and she didn't care what the people next to her thought of her, so she naturally jumped whenever she wanted.

After leaving the book city, I suddenly felt something touch me a few times behind my back, and I subconsciously turned my head.

I saw an aunt in her fifties with a tired but slightly smiling face holding a stack of magazines in her left hand and gently shaking a magazine in her right hand for me to take one.

The content of an article comes to my mind for a moment, and it is important not to underestimate any of my actions, and sometimes to help others. I took one right away, even though I knew I didn't need it, but one more person would have gotten her money home sooner.

I didn't throw it away immediately after I took it, after all, it was also a sign of respect for the people who sent the magazine. Because I handed out flyers in my first job, and when I gave flyers to others, I felt like they were thrown to the ground as soon as they saw them, and I had the illusion of being trampled on. Therefore, with a little more respect, society will not become too cold.

On the way back, I saw a yellow-haired boy sitting on a women's motorcycle talking to a short-haired girl with red hair a few steps away from the boy. Originally, my first feeling was that the girl was going to get on the women's motorcycle, but ......

The girl suddenly walked a few steps into the middle of the road, saw that the boy did not move, and then said excitedly, "Why don't you come out?", walked quickly to the boy, and then jumped up and kicked the front of the women's motorcycle, feeling that it was not enough, and kicked two more times.

As I passed, I could already see that the boy had lowered his head in frustration. But it didn't stop yet.

The girl then slapped the boy twice on the back of the head, and the boy's decadent appearance was revealed at that moment, and likewise, the boy's dignity disappeared at that moment.

What happened between them? As a passer-by, I couldn't say for sure, so I had to pass by quietly......

However, although it is not conclusive, it can be imagined.

The first is that a simple couple has a quarrel, and the woman is in a mood, thinking that the man has done something sorry for her. The man said he didn't, but the woman didn't believe it unless it was shown to her. The woman made a request, but the man did not cooperate. The woman felt that the man must be sorry for herself, and her heart was empty, so she walked over and scolded the man angrily.

The second is that it's not a couple. The man may have hurt a girl recently, and the way of the hurt may be to enlarge someone else's belly, or it may be to deceive other people's feelings, so the girl's relatives or best friends, that is, the woman, come to the man to seek justice for her relatives or girlfriends. Therefore, she doesn't need to show mercy to that man at all.

The third one, well, don't think about it, think too much and hurt your body.

Finally, after dinner, I came to the "March Wind" again and watched all kinds of people on the sports field......

Suddenly I remembered my trip to Angkor Wat in Cambodia last year, on the evening of the first day of that trip, the two girls in the group and I were attracted by the local folk performances, only to realize that night had fallen, so we hurried back to the meeting point that the tour guide said.

In the process of rushing back, a girl asked me if I knew the way back to the meeting point. I said that if the night was not dark, I would know the way. Unfortunately, the night was dark......

At a certain fork in the road, she indicated to go to the right, and I said I remember as if it was going left. She said she remembered the direction it was, and I was surprised, "Direction?"

The girl continued: "I don't know where the road is, but I know that the direction is there, just follow the direction." Because the road is relatively small, but the direction is large. ”

Indeed, why should we be confined to the road? Obviously, there is a direction.

If the direction of the dream is certain, then there can be countless ways to reach the dream. You can choose direct, roundabout, and even airborne, if you have the conditions.

As long as there is a direction, don't be afraid that there is no road, the road is just a process, fast, slow, near, or far. In other words, all roads lead to Rome, but the time to reach Rome is not necessarily the same on each road.

Not only has a direction, but also a confident heart, a tenacious mentality, and a kind of action on the road.

A dream is also a dream, but it is a dream that can be imagined. It will wake up, and it will fall asleep. Whether it loves you or not depends on whether you take good care of it.

So, I'm paying the price, I'm taking care of it......

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