"Three Inspirational Stories"

Message: "Talents are like New Year's gifts held in the hands of others on the road, they are delicately packaged, delicate and beautiful, but you don't get them." Instead of being disappointed and resentful, it is better to accept it calmly, be an ordinary person clearly, work hard in a down-to-earth manner, struggle as a matter of course, accept all the ordinariness given to us by fate with peace of mind, and rely on yourself to have a beautiful counterattack. ”

Story 1

When I was in my thirties, I had to admit that there were really geniuses in this world.

When I was in the fifth grade of primary school, a boy from my class became my new tablemate, named Chen Mohan. I can't remember his face for a long time. What is deeply imprinted in his mind is that he has the legendary ability to remember.

At that time, he only had to read all the new texts in the language book once, and he could recite them in their entirety after a few seconds of silence. After this skill was discovered by the Chinese teacher, he danced happily and asked him to perform at the teaching principal after class. When he came back, Chen Mohan's face was slightly red, he was panting roughly, and he was so nervous that he didn't dare to raise his head. I quietly passed him a note to congratulate him, but he was so frightened that he didn't dare to open it in the palm of his hand.

However, Mo Han's results are not surprisingly good, and he can catch everything that needs to be memorized, but he is not outstanding in logical thinking. When he was promoted to junior high school, our school recommended him, and he obeyed the assignment and went to a middle school that was not too top-notch, and then he was not heard of. Later, some people said with regret that Mo Han had disappeared from everyone.

The second genius is my high school classmate Wei Wei, who is less than 1.6 meters tall, and she is so thin that she never seems to have much strength. She never participates in sports and does not work out. The first physical education class of the first year of high school, 800 meters to find out. The physical education teacher said that you can run seven or eight successes. At the sound of a whistle, Vivi scurried out like a loose colt, so fast that everyone in the audience was blinded.

By the time she got to lap two, we were just over 200 meters. In the end, Weiwei finished the course in 2 minutes and 30 seconds, and I heard that she was almost at the level of an athlete. And a group of us girls are still screaming, working hard for the passing mark of 3 minutes and 50 seconds.

Later, Vivi and I became good friends, and I was very curious about how she could have such amazing energy in her little body, and I tried to find out if there were any adventures in her upbringing.

At that time, my mind was much more mature than when I was a child, and I would not easily let go of the opportunity to study genius up close. However, Weiwei's diet is even less than that of ordinary people, except for the fact that she eats shrimp without spitting out her skin, she is so ordinary that she can't be more ordinary.

In the end, Vivi didn't choose to be an athlete either. I heard that she later went to work as an accountant in a large enterprise. Nowadays, the most beautiful time is the group's annual spring sports meeting. For ten years, she represented the finance office and won the first place in all kinds of running events.

I often wonder why God is so unfair, as if geniuses are always others, and ordinary people are always themselves. I also love music and want to sing beautiful melodies, but I can never hear the scales; The 800-meter physical test of the high school entrance examination is an unbearable weight in my life, and I ran for three months with a sandbag tied to it, and I just ran into the passing line. The memory is still so-so, not to mention unforgettable, but the ability to remember in an instant is strong. I remember when I went to college to take the modern literature exam, I missed Yu Dafu's writing style, and three minutes before the exam, I made up five pages of notes, and the last big question was really this test. I wrote a lot of articles, and finally got the highest score in my class.

Thinking about it this way, God is not bad for me, although there is no aspect of skill that dominates the Quartet, but fortunately, there is nothing particularly bad. The brain is not too stupid, the movements are also agile, and he grows up without wind and waves, ordinary but stable.

I know that most people in this world are like me, envy a radiant idol around me, surprised a talented classmate in the class, and then rubbed the corners of their clothes in the envious look of everyone, and gradually dimmed their eyes.

People will meet thousands of people in their lifetime, and I have only met two or three geniuses, and I have seen more ordinary people who have no amazing talent but only hard blood, who fly against the wind and work harder than anyone else. Compared to those cool cattle people who are crazy and cool as soon as they appear, I appreciate those ordinary people who work super hard to persevere to the end.

We don't have any cheats to clear the level, so we can grow with peace of mind after defeat and defeat after defeat. Without some easy gains and well-deserved success, life would not be much better.

I remember once going to see a small exhibition of a young painter, she stood at the door with a smile and chatted with everyone, a reporter-like person praised her painting charm vividly, profoundly and uniquely, and she herself was a rare genius painter. The young painter smiled, and she said: Genius painter? When I was a child, I was often punished by my teachers because I had mediocre qualifications and always failed to get the hang of it. Later, my table mates began to taunt me and isolate me, and the children in the studio gave me nicknames. At that time, I complained to God why he couldn't give me a little more talent.

Later, everyone was fascinated by the listen, and they were anxious to know where the painter's fate turned.

She squinted her eyes and said, "Later, I told myself that hard work every day can make up for it." Later, just like reading a book, the book is read a hundred times, and its meaning is self-revealed. After hard work day and night, I finally entered the palace of painting, and the more I painted, the more confident I became, and finally I successfully held an exhibition. Talent is indeed important, but it only helps us succeed more easily, and it is not a direct path to unhindered life. What can really move us? It's not the smile on the corner of the genius's mouth, but the sweat and tears on your face, but you still grit your teeth and run hard.

Story 2

At the end of the college entrance examination that year, the night the results were released, I stayed by the computer. Seeing that the time is up, carefully enter your test number and click the mouse to check the results. Because of nervousness, my hands trembled a little, and I didn't even dare to look at it with my eyes closed.

When I mustered up the courage to open my eyes and see the results, the feeling was indescribable, and my heart was like a big stone blocked, and I couldn't breathe.

I don't know how to explain it to my parents, how to say it. I could even imagine their disappointed looks, but what was the use, who let themselves not be angry, I began to blame myself over and over again.

That night, I couldn't sleep through the night, and I felt like all my efforts had been in vain. It's as if what you've been believing in and holding on to before is gone all at once.

I know that I am not smart, so in order to improve my score, how many days and nights do I get up at four or five o'clock every day, and when I walk on the road, there is no one, and I can even see the stars in the sky. In the face of those textbooks that I don't know have been turned hundreds of times, I still don't dare to be a little lazy.

Although it was bitter at that time, at least there was hope in my heart, because I believed that God rewarded hard work, and hoped that the final result would satisfy me, but the reality gave me a resounding slap in the face.

My parents didn't blame me when they saw me depressed, and my friends came to comfort me, but it was useless, and any comfort seemed like sympathy and pity in my eyes at that time.

Later, I still accepted the reality and slowly walked out of it, and now I think about it that it is nothing, after all, life still has a long way to go, and people can't hold on tightly and not let go. In those days of self-redemption, you will have a better understanding of what you want.

It was those hard days that taught me to grow and that everyone can experience disappointment, but never despair.

Because tomorrow is an infinite number of possibilities, if you block the road yourself, it will really be hopeless.

My friend Xiaoxing fell in love with a boy, so he did everything possible to treat him, and everyone could see that Xiaoxing was interesting to him, but the boy never said anything.

Xiaoxing knew that the boy didn't like her, but she still gave as always, and only hoped that the boy would see her good one day.

The boy said that he wanted to cooperate with his classmates on a project, and Xiaoxing gave him his living expenses as funds without saying a word.

The boy said gratefully, "Xiaoxing, thank you, but I... I ......"

"I know what you want to say, we're friends, right, if we're friends, you're welcome'' Xiaoxing pretended to be nonchalant and said

After I knew about it, I kept calling her stupid, and I knew that I couldn't open the pot and still cared about others.

I asked her, "I don't understand, is it worth it for you to do this?" ”

You're not me, how can you understand, I like him, so it's all of my willingness. ‘’

Yes, I'm not her after all, in this relationship, there are too many people who can't help themselves, and people can't control their hearts. How much she has given is probably only known to her, and I am just a bystander.

Until one day, Xiaoxing said to me in disappointment, "He has a girlfriend, but unfortunately it's not me." ‘’

I didn't know how to comfort her, no words seemed so pale. I could only give her a big hug and hope she would open up a little.

Later, Xiaoxing said that when he knew that he had a girlfriend, he felt that the sky was about to fall.

When he was single, he always felt that he still had hope, maybe he was deceiving himself, but he could still deceive himself. But he has a girlfriend, so there's no way to continue to deceive himself, it's ridiculous. ‘’

Everything has become a thing of the past, Xiaoxing has also come out of that broken relationship, and she can calmly face the "one-man show" that once been.

But I can't forget what she said to me, ''You are not me, how can you understand''

We often comfort others as friends, but we also only see things from the perspective of others. If you are deeply involved in it, you may not be able to do it as easily as you say.

Because only the person concerned knows what it tastes like.

I have a cousin who I can often hear my mother talking about next to me, complimenting him on his abilities. Because although he is not highly educated, he now has several companies of his own.

I don't stay at home often, so I don't know much about him, but I just heard from my family that he was doing well in other places.

He went to my house during the Chinese New Year last year, and after talking to him, I got to know him a little bit better. He is the second son in the family, and at that time, it seemed that he grew up in his grandmother's house because of family planning, so his feelings for his grandparents were very deep.

Later, I stopped going to school and went out to work hard, and I suffered a lot, thinking that one day I could give my family a better life. As a result, my grandfather died just after his career took off, and that incident hit him hard.

On the day of my grandfather's funeral, my cousin knelt at my grandfather's grave for a whole day, without eating or drinking, and no one could pull him up until he fainted and fell to the ground.

No one knows how much he hates his powerlessness and regrets not spending more time with his old man. What people are most afraid of is that "the son wants to raise but the parent is not there".

My cousin is a businessman, he can speak well, and he is exquisite, but this matter is an eternal pain in his heart. I can't help but want to shed tears when I mention it.

Later, he hid this matter in his heart and continued to work hard, because he knew that this would make his grandfather feel at ease.

In the eyes of outsiders, my cousin has a successful career and is proud. But who knows what he went through, the endless drinking situation, the injury caused by drinking, and the most desperate years, his cousin was hospitalized because of stomach problems, and since then, he has known that the body is the capital of the revolution.

In those low days, he once thought about giving up, but he gritted his teeth and persevered, and it was those persistences that made him who he is now.

What you see may only be a small part of other people's lives, maybe you see a person who is glamorous, talking and laughing, but who knows the sadness behind him.

People sometimes pretend to be strong, but behind the strength is one wound after another, he may have scabs on the surface, and just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Anytime, as long as you touch it, it will still hurt very much, but the only one who can really cure it is yourself.

We are all just the protagonists of our own world, we don't know what others have really experienced, there is never real empathy in this world, and we should not judge others without permission.

Life is like drinking water, cold and warm self-knowing, except for self-crossing, others can not help.

Story 3

Coco was called away by the boss's deadly serial call at the dinner. Her expression on the phone changed and changed, and then she hurriedly got up and said goodbye, "There is something wrong with the data of the audit report for the customer, I have to go back to the company to see." ”

I dropped off by her on my way home, and she sat beside me with a gloomy face. "How can this be, why do we still make mistakes when we have checked it together several times? As soon as the long vacation is over, the proposal has to be handed over to the client, and now everything has to be overturned and restarted, if I can't finish it, I guess I will have to be fired, and then you have to let me eat. ”

"Aren't you just doing the raw material cost part? As long as your data is okay, it's not your business. I said.

"That's the truth, but since the boss has found me, it's my problem." She said, "I am a newcomer in this project team, and the boss doesn't trust me very much, and I don't know what he thinks when the report is wrong." ”

Coco rushed into the supermarket with the soles of her feet, bought a large can of coffee and several packs of compressed biscuits, and fought alone for three days, finally re-validating all the data and finding what went wrong, which was that someone marked the decimal point with the wrong place when building the market model.

She revised the entire report, not only with the wrong data, but also with the typography and icon colors. Looking at the small green icon that the email was successfully sent, Coco finally had her first hot meal in three days.

"Obviously the problem is not with you, and you are only looking for you to go back to work overtime, why don't you make it clear to the boss?" I asked.

"How so? A handful of snot and tears complained about how wronged and hard he was, and made up for the holes for others? She smiled, "I believe that the boss is not blind, these things should be understood." What can be solved with sweat, I don't want to rely on tears. ”

I have a girlfriend who is a rich second generation, and after graduation, she directly entered her own company, starting from the bottom of sales. At the beginning, no one knew her identity, and she was relatively safe with the rest of the team, but there is no impermeable wall in the world, and the news of "she is the boss's daughter" quickly spread in the office, and there was a lot of gossip in the open and in secret.

"No wonder HR said that she had never been interviewed, it turned out that she came in by nepotism."

"At first glance, I don't have any skills, an embroidered pillow, not by my father?"

"No wonder she has so many big customers on her hands, how can our resources be ...... compared to the princess"

She talked to me about these things one night, and she wanted to cry without tears. "I didn't go on a business trip once, I didn't stay up all night, I didn't do it easier than them at all, why do they rely on their ability, I just rely on my father."

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight, who made you a princess? Enjoy the treatment of a princess, but also have to pay the price of a princess. "I tease her," there are two paths in front of you, one is to tear up with them, cry and cry, make trouble, complain and win sympathy; The other is that you have to work harder than others, and only by really making some achievements can you prove yourself. ”

She thought for a while and said, "Then I'd better try my best, even if I complain to them, no one may sympathize, and I can't even say that I am bitter." ”

She took the initiative to take over several major customers that her colleagues called "ghost sorrow", and worked as a trapeze artist for a month at the busiest time; The market analysis template she stayed up for a few nights became the company's standard process; Her dedication and professionalism have won praise from customers of all sizes, and the entire sales department has improved greatly in terms of both atmosphere and performance under her leadership.

In her third year on the job, she was exceptionally promoted to become the youngest department manager in the company. Almost no one uses her identity to say things anymore, how desperate and excellent she is is a fact that is obvious to all and has data to prove.

She walked through the gossip one by one, every step of the way, everything that failed to defeat her made her stronger.

In everyone's life, there are moments when they need to prove themselves, whether it is questioning or provoking, it is an unavoidable contradiction. But to prove yourself, there are two ways to choose, you can cry and pretend to be pitiful, or you can rely on your own strength and ability to solve the problem.

When people encounter misunderstandings, their first reaction is often to justify, but if you want to truly prove yourself, you need to make real efforts. Tears may be able to buy a superficial peace and a moment of sympathy, but then what? Where can someone go through life with compassion and understanding. Only the hard work you put in and the performance you make can prove who you are and help you open up your own world while breaking through misunderstandings.

Don't trap your life in the misunderstanding of others, only the hard work of sweat can make you move towards a new pattern. Solving misunderstandings is often only the first step, what is more important is the solution of the problem, the advancement of things, and the improvement of your ability and strength to stand out from others.

Look further afield, and give yourself a higher purpose and a bigger picture. If you can solve it by sweat, don't cry casually.