Snail at the top of the pyramid
An archaeological team visited pyramid of khufu. With the help of helicopters, they climbed to the top of the pyramid with hanging ropes. Not far away, several eagles fled in fright.
In people's minds, it seems that only the eagle can climb the towering pyramid. It is not surprising that eagles have strong wings. But later, archaeologists discovered an incredible phenomenon. In other words, at the top of pyramid of khufu, they actually found many snail shells. After all, how did these snails get from the ground to the altitude of 136? 5 meters, equivalent to the height of a 40-story building pyramid? Some people speculate that perhaps the eagle picked up the delicious food from the ground, but in every shell, the snail's body was unscathed. It's really hard to explain. So, it stuck to the surface of the plane and eventually fell off? Not exactly. Because according to common sense, after the plane takes off, the strong airflow is enough to blow the snail without a trace. Later, more discoveries were made one after another, that is, there were traces of snails crawling in the middle and upper part of the pyramid, and many dried snails attached to the tower. It turns out that these snails, which are known as the slowest crawling speed, have fallen countless times. In a month or two, they finally climbed the greatest stone building in the world step by step from the tower foundation and reached the peak of their lives.
Snails have always been a negative example of slow crawling and low efficiency. But it is this seemingly lazy bug that has made a feat that even human beings can't achieve without relying on external forces. At that moment, almost all archaeologists were deeply touched and shocked.
Snails can climb the pyramid because of persistence. Moreover, even in this persistence, only a few snails can successfully climb to the top of the tower when they encounter rainy weather and store enough water. No matter how long and short the road is, you can't get there without going. In the snail's simple thinking, there is only progress, not retreat. Even if you are broken, you will never give in.
Many times, human beings who claim to be the spirit of all things and rule the whole earth are actually as insignificant as snails from the perspective and height of rock climbing. Since we can make tools, human beings have super thinking and know how to detour and give in. In a sense, this is both human luck and human misfortune.
In this world, everyone expects to be an eagle soaring in the sky. But a thing called life is often so cruel. Many times, we have to carry heavy bags like snails. Without the talent of an eagle, you must have snail-like perseverance. Don't ask yourself where you come from or where you are going. As long as you work hard and never stop, you can leave traces that touch you.
You can't fly like an eagle, so be a snail. However, even snails have to carry heavy shells and accumulate step by step. In the long river of life, you will leave traces of struggle and climb to the other side of success.
Snails can also have high blue sky.
The snail's life is more exciting than the eagle's.
Success is a petal wrapped in garlic skin.
A vegetable vendor who has only attended primary school for four years; Periodically published 200,000-word diary-style new book.
Yao, a vegetable vendor in Guang 'an Market near Xuanwu Gate in Beijing, has something to do with this book. So, why does an ordinary vegetable vendor want to "cross the border" to write books?
All this stems from a dream of Yao. This dream is: leave a little wealth for children. This wealth is not gold and silver jewelry, not a mansion, but a spiritual wealth-he wants to tell his children the ups and downs of his life by writing a book. However, the road to realizing his dream is extremely difficult, and at least three hurdles stand in front of him from the beginning.
The first obstacle is how to change your semi-illiteracy status. Yao was born in Fuyang, Anhui Province, and grew up in a poor family. After finishing the fourth grade of primary school, he had to drop out of school to work. However, Yao is a studious person. When he was selling vegetables in Beijing, he first asked customers who bought vegetables for help. Later, a client taught him to look up the dictionary, and his literacy doubled. In order to acquire more knowledge, whenever he has time, he will plunge into the bookstore and read hungrily. If he can't afford a book, he will copy it, often copying a pocket of notes. Sometimes there is not enough paper, he will copy it into his hand, palm and back, and then copy it into his notebook when he gets home. In this way, in a few years, Yao not only learned a lot of words, but also accumulated a lot of writing materials. He decided to start writing. However, his plan was opposed by his wife.
The second hurdle is how to change his wife's opposition. The wife's objection is justified, because their survival pressure is too great. Yao and his wife, with their young children, came to Beijing from Fuyang, Anhui Province to work hard. A family of four rented two small bungalows in Fengtai District. They set up stalls in the vegetable market and make a living in garlic, ginger and various seasonal vegetables. Every morning at 4: 30, Yao gets up, packs ginger, garlic and other goods, and goes out on a flat tricycle at 6 o'clock on time. Rain or shine all the year round, he has to get to the morning market 5 kilometers away before 6: 50. Except for the first day of the new year, there is almost no rest all year round. The wife thinks that in this case, there is no time to write, and writing can't make money and waste time. In order to get his wife's support, Yao patted his chest and said to his wife, "Don't worry, I promise not to delay selling vegetables." In the days to come, people who come to buy vegetables every day will always see such a touching scene: a middle-aged man, lying on a chopping board full of garlic and dried ginger, holding a ballpoint pen and writing intently on a pile of manuscript paper, the customer came, he got up to sell vegetables, the customer left, and he buried himself in writing, every day. This middle-aged man is Yao. Seeing him like this, his wife really can't bear to say anything more.
The third hurdle is how to overcome the adverse effects of noisy environment. As the saying goes: two brains are useless. Although writing is no longer interfered by his wife, it is not easy to write in a noisy vegetable market. When he first started writing in a food stall, Yao had to sell ginger and garlic for a while, and he couldn't write two pages of manuscript paper a day. However, even so, he didn't stop, even though he only wrote 300 words on the first day, he continued to write the next day. He knows that there may be thousands of reasons to give up, but there is only one reason not to give up: you can't stop! After 10 days, Yao gradually adapted to the hustle and bustle of the vegetable market. Soon, his mind relaxed and he was able to switch between writing expressions and selling vegetables freely.
Time is passing and words are increasing. After 1000 days of persistence, Yao, who crossed three hurdles, finally completed a diary manuscript of 300,000 words. In the book, he tells the story of himself and his family in plain language. In the second half of 20 12, the manuscript was chosen by a publishing house, and 200,000 words were selected for publication as Diary of Uncle Selling Vegetables. On March 26th, 20 13, the new book was officially released. For a time, Yao's deeds attracted extensive attention from major media in China, including CCTV 1, and Yao became popular.
In Yao's food stall, there is one of the most common commodities: garlic. Come to think of it carefully, after so many years, Yao crossed the immediate hurdle and finally his dream came true. The process is similar to peeling garlic: layer by layer, peeling it patiently, and finally he gets a bright garlic clove. People often ask: What is success? In fact, success is a petal wrapped in layers of garlic skin.
Success is the sum of all efforts.
Success is never easy.
Recently, Qiqi has been complaining to me that her work is getting harder and harder and her family is getting unhappy. How can life be worse than before? When she said these words, I even had a headache more than her. In this large circle of friends, it seems that except for me and her, who are worried about life and care about daily necessities, others can really turn a deaf ear to things outside the window, right?
At the beginning, I was not deeply involved in the world, thinking that any problem could be solved through hard work, and I still believe it. But until now, I found that it is so difficult to stick to the road to success. Even if you take a nap halfway, you will get lost at the criss-crossing fork in the road after getting up.
When books and materials closely related to dreams are slowly squeezed into a little space by a pile of rice, oil and salt, even I myself ignore the weight it once weighed on my heart. Words like dream, persistence and hard work, like dense together, were thrown at me, and then they just crustily skin of head and forced themselves to move forward. Then I became more and more flustered. Sometimes, I am almost defeated by my anxiety. I feel like I'm in an iron cage. Too many things have imprisoned me. The more I look at the success of others, the more I feel incompetent.
Why can others enjoy success as easy as blowing off dust? I can't do it.
I have a friend Shi Li, whom I met in Nanjing. Not long ago, in the circle of friends, she took photos of her travels abroad and consumed trophies, with the words: company welfare. When my fingers crossed the dynamic, I actually felt a sense of loss when I was slapped. Maybe my self-esteem is starting to work again.
Traveling abroad is something I have always wanted to do. Although I can travel in poverty with my passport and a small amount of money, I can't do it now just from the economic situation. To show my little admiration for her, I opened the dialogue box, and then we talked about life, work, dreams and fashion.
Her family is very rich, from primary school design. In my eyes, she is like a flower in a greenhouse, growing smoothly and everything goes according to plan. I envy this kind of person very much. Maybe we can use the word jealousy instead of being born with bad conditions and not being able to make a name for yourself.
Just when I said that her dream could be realized easily, she was not as calm as before, but refuted me a little seriously. She said that everyone takes her success for granted, but no one knows the hardships: it is common to stay up late for inspiration. She lost 25 pounds from the original fat girl, and others laughed at her as a deflated ball. Looking at other people's works one by one, I have to endure impetuousness and work harder than anyone else to get better results. It is difficult to find a job after graduation, and it is still up to parents to eat and drink. My little self-esteem is often hurt to pieces. After work, I was often scolded by the leaders, watching my parents send gifts in a low voice just to make her feel better.
She said that everyone's success is hard-won, and there is no inevitable path. She also suffered slowly on the road to success, but she didn't want anyone to question the result of her bloody battle. After that, she smiled, and I knew she was seriously angry. These are the unknown secrets behind her success. Sure enough, others only care about whether you fly high or not, but few people ask if you are tired. She is really enviable under the aura, but the results and experiences we see are completely different.
It suddenly occurred to me that at school, Kiki didn't get enough sleep for half a month to prove to her neighbors that she was smarter than me. As a result, she is still not as good as me. She puffed up her cheeks with anger and vowed never to try again, saying that it would be in vain to try again. In fact, she doesn't know what she is doing. I am doing it every day, and there is no landing.
Can half a month's hard work surpass persistent study? But she didn't find herself more than ten times better than before. In fact, it seems that no matter how hard life is, you are always taking small steps.
Five years ago, my mother often told me that it is not too late for you to work hard. But today, this sentence still echoes in my ears.
I am a person who has no concept of time. I often feel when it is late and when it is not. Is it too late to be 70 or 80? After graduating from junior high school, I failed. After graduating from college, I still failed. To this day, I am still a nobody, living humbly for the success that I can't reach day and night.
Kiki once asked me, what kind of success do I want? What is my pursuit of success? At that moment, my phrases drifted away, and I couldn't even speak them well, a problem that I worry about every day. I probably want to live a better life than now, not worry about life, open a clothing store, have my own car, and then live a contented life.
She continued to ask me, what have I done for this goal? I'm speechless again, as if I've really done nothing but live blindly, and I know I'm worried. She spoke very bluntly: Do you want to drop a pie in the sky and wait for success to pick you up? Ridiculous.
You see, she used to think too much, and now she is still moping for her life, and she has never worked as hard as before.
I used to chat with adults, and my future always made them feel ridiculous. I was also ridiculed that children are simple-minded and society is not as simple as we thought. Adults say that they have worked hard for most of their lives. I never believed it. I don't think I am like them. I have culture and unique ideas. I'm sure I can do better than them. Later, I learned that I was really naive, and so many successes were waiting for you in vain.
When the flowers fall, the season ends. The earth has turned the sun, and now it's time for the stars to take over. Your innocence should be frozen after your ideal is overthrown by reality. Leave the rest to time and work hard.
Once in class, the teacher brought an egg. We were all surprised at the time. This lesson talked about the dream class and why we walked onto the platform with an egg. The teacher asked people who thought they were strong or could handle broken eggs to raise their hands. At that time, I was joking and thought it was ridiculous to see one that two people could not break. As a result, I tried it myself and it was really difficult to break.
Then, the teacher said, whether it is a dream or anything else, it has never been as simple as we thought, and it has never been easy to succeed.
I was deeply impressed by that class and was completely shocked by every word of the teacher. It's like saying that in your heart, it will never exist easily. If you want to succeed, you must work harder than others. You must be ahead of others to win. The life of daily necessities cannot be abandoned because of suffering. If you don't fall, there is another possibility called a miracle. If others can do it, so can you.
This life is still so long that I can't be defeated. Always live in the success of others, and you will never find yourself.
I'm going to tell Kiki now that we need to show the power of youth. Let's see for ourselves whether it is strong or not.
How can there be so many good things in the sky if you want to succeed and don't work hard?
Girl Mai, who wrote the net, complained to me: "If I can write 200 words, I can definitely code 20,000 words a day."
Wheat's complaint reminds me of a small anchor that I paid attention to a long time ago. There are only two thousand fans, and it will be broadcast live for eight hours every day. They must get rewards and attention. They are sick and have their holidays. They never stop broadcasting. In less than a year, her fans rose to 700 thousand.
Most people have had this kind of psychology. It seems to be working hard, but there is no great progress; Envy cows earning millions a month, but pity themselves for not being appreciated; I am cruel and bite my teeth, but if I work a little harder, I will immediately feel sorry for myself and cry. Come to think of it, you don't seem to work as hard as a cow's daily life. You can code 20 thousand words a day and 200 words sooner or later.
This is the mentality that most people have for nothing. Admit it, you just want to succeed, not work hard.
Later, I communicated this matter with Maiden, and Maiden was inspired. After half a year, Mainv has changed from 5000 to 10000, and the thousand words have risen to 80. Wheat books often appear on major sales lists.
At the end of the year, Mai came back from the annual meeting of writers, and I went to pick her up. Wheat sat in the back seat of the car, took out his notebook and began to code. I asked Wheat, "Are you going to become a god if you work so hard?" Wheat said, "I'm still far away." Those great gods work much harder than me. "
I always thought I was a dark horse before, and I didn't meet Bole. I have published several articles and feel famous. After writing two stories, I think I can make a living by selling words. When I contributed ten times in a row and the story was ignored, I realized that I was just arrogant. Looking back after many years, I am Bole, and I will not like this horse. When you still have nothing, at least have a hard-working heart. The most terrible thing in the world is that people who are better than you work harder than you. In fact, those talented geniuses have been learning.
The world is fair. You set the alarm clock, and you clicked it for ten minutes to remind you; You go to the study room to study, and then you take out a rechargeable mobile phone. You borrowed some books from the library and returned them intact two weeks later. You have to take CET-4, and you have to chase American TV series before you finish a set of real questions. You make yourself look busy, but in fact you have done nothing; You vowed to study hard, but instead of settling down to study, you were busy making friends and telling everyone that you worked hard. So you still got up at the same time, so you failed CET-4 several times, so you played with your mobile phone in the study room all afternoon, so your circle of friends praised you and encouraged you, but you still didn't get any results.
I think of a friend of mine, Zhang Dao, who plays online drama and likes to talk to us about the prospect of some movies and the works of some masters.
Every time I talk about a current film director and his contemporaries, I can't forget to sigh. Others are too lucky to meet generous investors.
Over the years, he has made several promotional films and received several small online dramas. If you want to make some decent online movies, you either lack scripts or have no investment.
I asked him, "What have you been busy for so long?"
He thought about it, but didn't say why.
In fact, he is just busy meeting the screenwriter to talk about the script and looking for the boss to invest. I never stopped to make a movie seriously and thought about my own shortcomings.
I finally want to make a movie seriously. After two days, I thought the quality didn't matter, so I would make money first.
When others are trying, you are in a daze. You blame yourself for your bad luck when others have achieved something. How can there be so many good things?
Set the alarm clock, turn off the phone, pile up the real questions into a book, and then eat after finishing. On the train, you should also set up a notebook to write a draft. Don't try to convince yourself when others are playing, have a rest, everyone is playing, and you can't see him when he is working hard behind his back. You know, when you are working hard, there are people who work harder than you. When you think you are working hard, they are still studying hard. God always helps those who help themselves. Do you have to look at the mood and weather when you work hard?
Don't complain if you can't beat the blood in your life every day. Just admit it, you just want to succeed, not work hard.