"I also run a business at home, with hundreds of employees, and a large number of them are self-contained, some of whom have been working for more than ten years, which is scary to think about. Ten years, in the same place, repeating the same work, it seems to me that they themselves have not made any progress in some aspects, but they live to their contentment! One by one, they have become pure patterned action entities, and so much time is spent on a fixed origin of stagnation, which is a huge waste! The reason why I think so may be because I don't know how to manage business, and of course I don't mean to offend them, it's just my personal opinion. ”

"Maybe that's what a lot of people often refer to as 'bland', but are they really what you say?" I asked.

"At least that's what I've seen! You know, if you want to be better and more promising than your boss, you must either use your work as a means of survival, or you can be independent at the right time! There is no other way, as long as you work hard, there will always be opportunities. Of course, if your job happens to be your own ideal, that's another matter. ”

"The employees are all gone, so don't you have nothing to eat?"

"Probably, but few of them left, and they all worked well, labored, created value, and got a salary!"

"Hmm!" In my opinion, Lin Jun's view is biased, rather stubborn and self-centered.

"Their attachments have all changed their taste, and they are completely different from you and me, don't you?" Lin Jun said after taking a sip of the beer.

"Perhaps!" I replied, "So your dedication is to become a master of painting?" ”

"That's too far away, and as much as I revere Gauguin, I just want to paint, do what I love, paint it well, and keep painting, and as for the title of master painter, I think it's better to forget it. The vast majority of artists who are called masters have almost disappeared from this world, and that is a title that can only be given to them after a hundred years, those things that do not need to be considered by me, no desire is just! ”

"Hmm!" I nodded, "The master and today's self are not very realistic things compared to us!" ”

"The reality is that you have been working hard according to your own wishes, there is nothing else, maybe you will write something one day for many people to see, but don't think too much when writing, worry, and don't expect to be read and appreciated by everyone, just write it, follow the feeling in your heart, and express what you want to express the most."

"Maybe I can write it, but I haven't started yet, and I haven't written a piece that I think looks like something!"

"It's a matter of time!" Lin Jun said, "It's just a matter of time, am I right?" ”

"Yes! Here, cheers! "We touched a glass and drank it all!

"Actually, the painting I brought today is "Sunshine in the Rice Field", and the reason why I always think that the painting is not good is not because my basic painting skills are too poor!" Lin Jun looked at the cigarette rising straight between his fingers and said softly.

"Of course, it won't be a technical problem, your drawing foundation is obvious to all." I replied.

Lin Jun didn't say anything about what I just said, he seemed to be caught in the memory, "It's because of an experience of mine - an experience from high school!" It was because of her, and then it became my own goal! Lin Jun took a puff of his cigarette and said, "My relationship with her is between a lover and a classmate, which is an intermediate state, and it is difficult to express it in accurate words." At that time, my feeling was very hazy, it was probably a so-called adolescent ignorance, at that time I didn't know what love was like, and no one at that age could know it, only now I have a deep aftertaste. That feeling was unexpected at the time, and that summer, she was always dressed in a school uniform or a fresh style of clothing, or sportswear, which was the common attire of our students at that time. She spends most of her time in her hair tied up. After a casual attention later, she left an indelible impression on me. It was a summer weekend afternoon in my freshman year of high school, I was sketching on the edge of the school playground, at that time I would go out every weekend to find a different place to sketch, that time I chose to go to the school playground, because there are always some people on the playground on the weekend who come to the school to play and play football, and when I finished drawing the second exercise paper, I was ready to stop and rest and move, when I was on the road by the playground, I saw her, I admit that I had been following her for a long time, she was riding a bicycle and came from afarOn the campus boulevard with summer sunshine, in the sparsely populated weekend campus, her light figure and fresh vitality have indeed become a scenery in my eyes, with the pure white dress and soft flowing hair dancing with the wind brought by the bicycle, this outfit is something I have never seen in my previous attention, there is a crisp bell of the bicycle in my ears, time seems to be frozen in my eyes at that moment! Somewhere in my heart shook, I pretended to glance at her casually, but my eyes followed her until she disappeared around the corner of the school building. This scene has always been etched in my memory, and I have repeated it countless times. ”