Chapter 37: Essay "Thirty-Seven"
Today I went back to my hometown with a few relatives to hang up with my grandfather, and met an uncle who was engaged in the education industry, from meeting him to leaving, from his language to behavior, I have to admit that my uncle is a very talented person, able to speak, whether it is doing things or speaking, people can feel that full of talent and exude that admirable feeling, to be honest, from childhood to adulthood, from sensible beginnings, it seems that few people can make me so praised, he is one, and his uncle has fought several times, or defeated, there is really an urge to apprentice, is also engaged in the education industry, why do you say the gap is so big?
And his kind of free and easy, at first glance, he is a temperamental person, especially when I meet this kind of temperamental person, I feel even more cordial.
Looking at the chaos of the world, I feel that there is still a lot to learn in terms of being a person, just like whether you meet the wrong person at the right time, or meet the right person at the wrong time, it is an experience for the soul.
Not everything in this world is as imagined, sometimes, mountains are the story of water, clouds are the story of the wind, and sometimes, the stars are not the story of the night, love is not the story of love, you don't belong to my story.
Life was originally the vicissitudes of life in the wind and dust, but when life was looked back, the hot and cold world was interpreted into bitter and sweet.
Only love, hurt, and pain will become an experience, and we will know how to cherish it more. The so-called naivety is always inexperienced; The so-called maturity is nothing more than tears rolling in the eyes, and there will be a smile on the face.
Life is a lonely trek, walking alone, running alone, wandering alone; One person cries, one laughs, one person is strong.
An ordeal is a baptism; A pain is an awakening. Walking, tired, crying, will grow; If you have been in pain, you have been sad, and you have been lonely, and you will fly.
So always remember the four words you told yourself,
"Rather lack than indiscriminate", under the polish of time, we will become stronger and stronger, and finally live without heart and lungs, as if we don't understand how to watch, live in a daze, and feel that happiness is actually happiness.
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