I've thought about a lot of things in my life, and I imagine what I'll be like when I finish them, and most of the time I'm proud because I've done so many things that the world has dreamed of, and I've even had a lot of time indulging in these fantasies about the future. However, reality will bring loss, and both the world in the book and the world in fantasy are incompatible with the present tense in reality, and the pain of loss becomes more and more huge. The more you think about change, the stronger your desire is, the more you can't fulfill it with short-term mental effort. Persistence is often short-lived, half-way things are many, gradually, except for the occasional fire full of fantasy and enthusiasm burning in my heart, other than that, it is pitch black. The pie he drew in desire and vanity not only made people laugh, but also ridiculed himself.

So it became more and more silent and silent, the flame was extinguished, and where did the flame come from? is often silent, so I know the sorrow of silence more. In the communication with the counselor, he said: "Those people on the stage are really ridiculous, and standing on the stage to say those things that everyone knows is also the so-called truth." Who will not say these words, I can do it, and there is no anger in my heart. But later I learned that when you have the qualifications to stand on the stage, does it matter what you say? What the world admires is nothing more than the fame, fortune, power, power, and success that you had in that place. What others say is clear to everyone, and the only thing that separates them is the bridge called success. "The bridge of fame, the worldly way, life is inevitable." Lyrics and tunes, life is full of variety.

I want to be in control of my own destiny urgently, or to say that I don't want to go on the original and visible trajectory, and to go further, so that I don't let myself grow up in the mouth and eyes of my elders. For this reason, I chose reading as a way, a way to escape. Is reading useful? Shallow, one-sided reading only adds to the pain and emptiness, and what makes people miserable is not the distance, but the knowledge but not the obtain. Summer insects can't talk about ice, and well frogs can't talk about the sea. Fullness is a shackle, a heavy and difficult shackle to remove, because it hinders the process from barrenness to abundance. The abundance of reading is incompatible with the barrenness of reality.

I studied agriculture, I don't love this major, but I don't dislike it, I have a lot of free time, except for reading, writing, and games, I don't have anything else to do to pass the time. They say that agronomy is useless and that the future is uncertain; They said that to learn agriculture, you have to go all the way to the dark, and only after reading out the doctor can you get out of the head and see the light; They say that if you can cross the exam, you will go to the cross-exam, and any major sounds noble and noble than agriculture, and the future is better. After believing these words, and reading a few books, I decided that my interest and hobbies should not be in farming.

I saw that the leftovers in the restaurant were pushed away in truckloads and wasted, and there were so many safflower meat and white rice noodles on the plate. So what is the significance of those breeders and cultivators who have been paying for decades, increasing production and increasing income? Is it really worth it to work hard, to be unheard, to be obscure?

So, I thought about the cross-examination, what about the three crosses, as long as you can avoid the countless mosquito bites in the fields, the wanton burning of the sun in the sky, and the repeated and repetitive experiments of little value, what does it matter if you are more tired and tired? However, in the end, I still found that I lacked the courage and determination to go alone, and the cost of failure was too great for me not to think twice. Although he used many words to motivate himself, and when communicating with others, he also used cross-exams to show his determination, but the insects in summer and the frogs at the bottom of the well finally succumbed to the slaughter and whiteness of the ice, and feared the vastness of the sea.

I have very good friends who share the same interests and study in my major, and I think it's a great pleasure to have them together. My parents never expected me to be some powerful, famous person, and I didn't want to be one of those big people. "I had nothing before, but I had someone who loved me very much; Later, I had everything, but the person who loved me so much was gone. "Every time these few simple words bring me great sorrow, I have always been a person who has very little, and it is extremely uncomfortable to lose. With friends, even if you travel in the most prosperous places in the world, during which there are a variety of pearls and jades, and thousands of objects, what does it have to do with me? Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said. What's the pity?

This time I really made up my mind, or suddenly realized what I should do in this life. I have two pieces of land in my heart, one in reality and one in my heart, the former piece of land needs to be planted well, it will take eight to ten years to visually measure, and the latter piece of land should take a lifetime to plant well. In my life, it is enough to plant these two plots of land. In my opinion, the lack of knowledge should be remedied in no more than ten years, and the regret and regret caused by a person's lack of virtue may not be remedied even in a lifetime. Knowing that there is nothing wrong with doing it, for this short life, you don't have to feel sad, but you should feel doubly happy. In the face of the torrent of knowledge accumulated in thousands of years of history, we should not feel disgusted and afraid, but should feel lucky, and it is something to be proud of to have read through human civilization in a short life, and even more proud to live our lives as a person with integrity.

I admired the many teachers I met, who were generous, calm, simple, serious, and had dark faces the color of the earth. Friends who study law make me feel capable, friends who study economics make me think they are shrewd, friends who study computer make me think they are smart, when I am a freshman, I think people in the agricultural college are really dirty, soil hammer, no temperament, will not be able to speak well, will not be flattering, do not know how to cater to the will, do not know how to adapt and admit death. I also feel inferior because of this. But now I know that these are the temperaments of people who study agriculture, like thousands of peasants in history, living on the hard earth, and the gifts of the earth contained in long-term contact with the land. I hated the hypocrisy of human beings, so I loved the true and pure undisguised love and hatred, and my teachers taught me by word and deed what the color of the earth was, the gesture. I admire and want to do it now, I couldn't do it before knowing and loving agriculture, but now I can! Standing on the hard earth, looking up is the blue and clear sky, all things on the earth are born, do not seek to look up to the sky, bow to the ground, but to be worthy of my heart. There was a breeze blowing in the scorching sun through these peasant-like people, and I thought that here I could find the treasure I loved and held onto.