From this, I think of former US President George W. Bush. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoBush Jr. had poor grades in high school, was playful and liked to play pranks. But under the influence of his father, he has the ideal of entering politics. When Bush Sr. learned of his ambitions, he sent him a message: "Remember the name of everyone you have dealed with." Later, George W. Bush relied on his father's connections to enter Yale University, majoring in history, and his grades were still average, with only Cs in most courses. But he always remembered his father's words, and in his four years of college, he memorized the names of more than 1,000 classmates. After graduating, I still worked as well, and I got to know and memorize the names of many more people. Later, when George W. Bush ran for president at the age of 53, his classmates and colleagues gave him strong support. In the fiercely competitive American society, George W. Bush has relied on the ladder of emotion to reach the top of the ladder.

In the process of each of us growing up, I believe that many of us feel the same way, that is, many of our classmates, colleagues and friends who seem to be ordinary have inadvertently become impressive and have made unexpected achievements after a few years. In fact, they have their own advantages, but this "excellence" to a large extent refers to their strong "ladder awareness", good at borrowing ladders, will find and be good at finding ladders, and have a good emotional intelligence to take the initiative to connect ladders. This kind of "ladder consciousness" is extended to refer to a good sense of interpersonal relationships, a keen sense of observation and thinking, a sense of advanced innovation, a sense of seizing fleeting opportunities, and so on.

The rooftop is 108,000 feet, and the auspicious clouds send me to the blue sky. Today's society is a society of fierce competition, a society with a refined social division of labor, a society of information integration and sharing, and a society that is closely interdependent. When each of us is full of confidence and striving forward on the road of our career or career, we should not forget to look up at the outside world and the surrounding scenery from time to time, firmly establish a "ladder awareness", and learn to borrow ladders to give strength. At the same time, it is necessary to make full use of resources other than oneself, which will often get twice the result with half the effort.

Many years later, he still remembers her deep and sad words: "The beauty of fireworks is not so much lost to the night as to loneliness." ”

There are not many festivals in the countryside, but the annual Lantern Festival is so lively. In the countryside, children's favorite thing to play with is fireworks. Every year during the Lantern Festival, a group of children gather around to set off fireworks, although there is no beauty in the city, but he can see from the faces of which children are happier and more novel than the people in the city.

At the age of fifteen, he came to live in the countryside with his mother from the city, a small village called fireworks, and the people in the village were very simple, and they all made money by producing fireworks. It was in that year that he met a beautiful girl whose beauty fascinated him, but he learned from others that she had been mute since she was a child, and that the children of the village did not like to be with her.

Maybe it was heartbeat, maybe it was sympathy, he used to run to her house from then on, and he knew that she couldn't read, so he became her literacy teacher. In order to make her literate, he bought her several diaries, which could be clever or diligent, and in less than a year, she could write in the diaries in ways she had never dared to think of before. That is, when he was 16 years old and almost 17 years old, there was an extra follower behind him.

From the time he met her, he learned that she liked fireworks very much, especially the fireworks that bloomed at night during the Lantern Festival, and she wrote a sentence in her diary: although fireworks are small, they can bloom beautifully, but they can compare the night.

He looked at her words, then took her pen and said in her diary: The beauty of fireworks is reserved for the night, and your beauty is reserved for me!

At that moment, he saw her blush for the first time, and the only time he saw her more beautiful than fireworks.

Since then, the relationship between him and her has become a bit mysterious.

It was when he was eighteen years old, on the night of his birthday, that he received a special gift. She personally made a firework for him, a very ordinary firework. There is no splendor in the city, and there is no special effect pattern, it is just such a fleeting firework. However, in his heart, it was more beautiful and colorful than anything in the world. It was on that day that he said for the first time, "For the beauty of this night, for the next annual ring, I want to echo your beauty in the starry sky of memory."

After that, he tried to learn the art of making fireworks from her and the capable people in the village. Maybe it's a wish, maybe it's talent, or maybe it's faith, in one year, he has gone from a fireworks maker at the bottom to the best fireworks maker in the village.

On the same day as the Lantern Festival, and on the day of her eighteenth birthday, he took her to the place where they had first met, and that night, he lit the fireworks he had prepared for her for a month. The fireworks were beautiful, and the moment they bloomed, the fireworks showed her name and bloomed his heart. That night, she wrote in her diary: Time, blooming beauty, fireworks, blooming our love.

He then wrote horizontally under her pen: Three thousand big dreams, a little fireworks, not as beautiful as you.

He became closer to her, and she thought that this was happiness, and forever.

However, perhaps he has always been a teenager who yearns for the future and the world, fame, status, wealth, the longer he is in contact with this world, the more he understands, and the more he yearns in his heart.

In this way, two years later, he finally proposed a temporary farewell to her on his twentieth birthday. She didn't keep because of. She knew that he was curious about the world outside the village, and she knew that he was from the city and that he would return to the city one day.

That day, she didn't have the red eyes of an ordinary girl crying, she just gently wrote a sentence to him in the diary: Falling flowers have words, fireworks have no traces, don't lose the first way!

For the first time, he felt incomprehensible about her words, and he asked her: What does this mean?

She didn't answer, just gently straightened his collar, and then, turning her head, she just walked away.

He thought about it for a while, and suddenly came up with an answer: maybe it was to tell him not to forget her.

He was gone, he didn't see the depth of the last word she had written in the diary just now, and after she pierced the diary, and after carrying him, her lips trembled, and her eyes were slightly red, all telling her unrest.

He was gone for a long time.

One year, two years. Three-year ......

Five years passed, and he never came back, nor did he write a letter. She lost news of him. But she was always convinced that he would return. In addition to work every day, the only thing that can compete with this long time is that I miss him.

Someone asked her what loneliness was, and she replied: At the moment when I still had the breath to think about him, I forgot what loneliness was.

When the sixth year came, he returned, but he did not come alone, and with him was a beautiful girl.