Considering that Zhu Dachang has been depressed recently, Zhang Jingwen asked Liu Changfa and Li Mengran to comfort him.

After all, the relationship is not bad, but the views are different, and there is no personal conflict, and the two readily agree.

The four of them sat on the lawn in the back garden, sitting on the grass.

Zhang Jingwen said to Zhu Dachang: "Zhu Dachang, why have you been depressed recently, do you have anything on your mind?" ”

Zhu Dachang sighed and said: "I have been a little annoyed recently, and in this school, it is not smooth at all." ”

Liu Changfa: "Xiao Zhu, what's so annoying, let's hear it." ”

Zhu Dachang: "Although I like to eat and drink, I am also a person who is not willing to be mediocre, and I am also a person with lofty ambitions, so I can't do some useless things every day." ”

Liu Changfa: "What do you mean by useless things?" What does it do? ”

At this time, Li Mengran smiled and said, "I told you an interesting story, have you ever wanted to hear it?" ”

Zhang Jingwen didn't wait for others to answer, and said, "Come and listen." ”

Li Mengran: "Have you ever met Teacher Li Fang recently?" ”

Zhu Dachang: "Really, I haven't seen him for a long time, where did he go?" ”

Li Mengran: "He resigned. ”

Zhang Jingwen: "Huh? Why did he resign, he also did a lot of research projects, and he also has some insight into history. Why did you give up on such a good future? ”

Zhu Dachang: "That's it, why is it?" ”

Li Mengran: "Teacher Li Fang is only thirty years old this year, and the year of establishment is the time to do business. But now, people have become rich overnight. ”

Zhu Dachang suddenly perked up and asked urgently, "How much money did he make?" How do you get rich? ”

Li Mengran: "His father is engaged in the real estate business, usually not inconspicuous, and the business is also famous, probably because of overwork, he suddenly died of a heart attack, leaving a family property of more than 200 million, and his mother is a person who recites Buddhism, so he sold the family property and distributed it to their brothers and sisters, each with 100 million in cash." ”

Zhu Dachang: "No wonder, it's still a fart at work, you can spend all day drinking and enjoying yourself every day." ”

Liu Changfa asked suspiciously, "Could it be that he has also started to lose his business?" ”

Li Mengran: "How many people can resist the temptation of money, so they give up their careers." ”

Zhu Dachang: "I think people are doing the right thing, who doesn't work for money." If you have money, you still do a fart. ”

Zhang Jingwen: "People's lives are designed, and people have money in their lives." ”

Liu Changfa: "I bet Mr. Li must be unlucky now." Do you see which person in the big lottery is not empty of people and money in the end? ”

Zhang Jingwen: "Why? ”

Liu Changfa: "Too much money will become a heavy burden, and if you give up the real needs of your heart and pursue enjoyment beyond the physical load, your soul will also be overwhelmed." He will lose himself, he will not be able to find his existence. ”

Zhu Dachang: "Okay, don't argue about this, and then, I will visit him to see if I can follow him to do something." ”

Zhang Jingwen: "Then let's wait and see!" ”

……

In chemistry class, Zhang Jingwen really couldn't arouse her interest, she really didn't like this course.

happened to meet a tablemate named Wu Hua, but he listened to it with relish, and kept answering the teacher's questions.

The teacher also specially praised this student named Wu Hua, and hoped that everyone would learn from Wu Hua, especially Zhang Jingwen, and learn from Wu Hua.

Zhang Jingwen listened to it and felt extremely unhappy:

Why should I learn chemistry from him and learn chemistry the same way he did? Putting all your energy into chemistry class? So, am I still me? Shall I not be him?

I became him, where did I go? Is there still me in this world?

My hobbies, my personality traits, must have been designed at the moment of birth, and people are different, but I don't know it, or I haven't found it.

There is only one "me" in this world, and "I" must be unique in this world, only when I find my true self, in this field that belongs to me, I am the king.

……

In botanical class, Zhang Jingwen learned that there is a kind of grass called resurrection grass, which grows in the Sahara Desert, and when people see it, it is often mistaken for a dead ball of grass, tightly coiled into a ball, and it seems to be ignited at any moment in the scorching wind and sand of the desert fire.

It may have been "dead" for five, ten, or 100 years. It was waiting to be resurrected in a state of death - the resurrection grass was severely dehydrated, almost more than 98% of its water had been stripped of its body, and a whole plant weighed only as much as a small grain of sand, but at its core, there was a starry of green, perhaps smaller than a grain of rice, breathing tenaciously.

It will rain in the Sahara Desert, but it will only rain for many years, even a hundred years later! When the raindrops fall on the fire-dry sand, the resurrection grass rolls quickly by the wind, and once it rolls to the stagnant water, it immediately stops, even if it is just a little water, in just a few minutes, the resurrection grass immediately blooms like a flower, and all the branches and leaves that hug each other stretch out to welcome the rain.

It was like swallowing a miraculous elixir, and within a few hours, it underwent a miraculous transformation - it turned into a beautiful "green rose". Yes, because it resembles a rose when resurrected, some people call it the "Desert Rose".

After a hundred years of lonely resurrection grass, after a hundred years, it has finally been resurrected, and this long waiting process may be the meaning of life.

Resurrection grass is mundane, mediocre, and not even worth mentioning.

However, its heart is full of fantasies and dreams.

In the environmental realm of the resurrection grass, it is the king.

It is a beating note, no matter in any adversity, whether anyone pays attention to it or not, it is happily dancing its own notes, and the more it dances, the more exciting it becomes, the more it dances, the more rhythmic it becomes, this wave keeps expanding around, and finally, the water hears it, the rain falls, and it finally blooms with its due light.

Maybe you say that all this is just a dream, life is a dream, and in the end it will become nothing.

But the ordinary resurrection grass is a good dream, a dream that belongs to you completely.

Zhang Jingwen seems to have figured it out again: know myself, I am unique, I am the whole world.

Zhang Jingwen was thinking again: Maybe it is really meaningless for people to live, but people have been looking for the meaning of life, and this process of finding the meaning of life is thrilling, maybe this is the meaning of life.