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The old man in the dream, with this old-fashioned pen, strokes, reveals the exuberance of an old man. I still remember the above stroke:

A management expert asks the audience a question: How many things can we do in a minute?

The answer is naturally that you can do a lot of things in a minute. You can read a five- or six-word article in one minute, browse a 40-page newspaper, watch 5 to 10 exciting commercials, run 400 meters, do more than 20 sit-ups, and so on.

Encouraging people to do more things in a minute or save every minute is naturally a good thing. However, this seemingly positive question and answer actually concealed the mentality of quick success and quick success, rushing around like an ant, thinking about doing as much as possible, but no longer seeing the problem with a calm mind. The essence.

How a person lives more meaningful in his life does not lie in every minute, but in how rich life is as a whole. The richness of connotation comes from the pursuit of the complete meaning of life, not the rush of how many things can be done every minute. If you lose your life because you pursue every minute of enrichment, it is really worth the loss.

There used to be a man who accidentally picked up a gold coin on the ground. From then on, he looked down every day. After a lifetime, he found thousands of coins, tens of thousands of nails, and countless buttons. These things add up to not a few dollars. When he was old, he was blinded and wanted to straighten up and look at the distant scenery. Many people treat time like this person, and strive for every minute of busy, but miss the scenery of a lifetime.

Maybe for young you, this is too good, but this is what you have to face in the future.

When people came to the world, they all waved their fists and prepared to do a big job. However, when we left the world, we quietly opened our hands. We can't take things like the "things" in the world. When our soul flies to another unknown through the narrow, dark life channel, everything is relieved.

I am afraid that at that time, it will be true to be calm.

When I woke up, I saw that I only wrote the essay "Faive Life". Will the old man be me?

First day: nightmare