May we have a life that lives up to

Written in Ningbo, waiting for the four days of the internship to begin.

One day, a section of difficult and watery professional class, friends and I are chatting, talking about the current confusion of future life. In fact, we are all facing many problems now. We don't know what we are doing, we don't know what we mean, we don't know where the future is. Although I have a group of very good friends around me, I am still afraid that after I graduated from college, I will lose contact with each other and even miss it. I used to have a favorite lover, but no one knows that I can't get together. Everyone around me is talking about the unknown love in the future, and there is a future where I don’t know where to go. Our confusion is that we know a lot about things, maybe not because we really want to do it. However, we still do it for the benchmark of some society.

When my father and I talked about it, he said: "That is our impetuousness. We are not easy to satisfy." We despise all rigid and old thoughts and try to break, but sometimes we are sad to find powerlessness. But I always wonder why there are too many questions and too few answers. Suspicion of oneself and doubts about society exist all the time. Sometimes we choose not to think about it, but just to do those things. But in the dead of night, those so-called deviant thoughts will still come to our minds. Especially in the days after the end of the test on June 6th, the sixth-level brush score was almost bare, and the brush score failed. Then one week later, the securities foundation exam, I can't stand the people, everyone is running around, how can I stand the temper in the study room to read. In the end, it ended with the consequences of hanging up the exam. 58 points···Sure enough, it’s a virgin hang. I never thought that I would encounter such a thing... So I comforted myself, the book was not finished, and it’s almost the same. It’s a big deal. Then I stared at the whole night with my eyes wide open. I hate my weakness, but I am addicted to the comfort of cowardice.

One day, I and a few good friends licked French fries in KFC. The three of us have known each other for many years and now face the third half of life in the second half of the year. We are really the so-called people who need to make choices. I plan to take a postgraduate degree, one is still entangled in going abroad and working, and one has already gone abroad. No doubt I am the worst person. I have known each other for many years and have achieved excellent results. One has been a squad leader for many years, and another has won many physics competitions. Today these two goods are reading very popular majors in the country's premier colleges. And they have passed the high mouth, excellent grades 4 and 6, and are the leaders of the department. In my eyes, this is undoubtedly a model for successful people in the university. In the future, they will embark on the bright road. But then what? I always like to think a lot...

They still need to work hard to earn wages, bet on youth and health, and pay back the mortgage. It may be forced to kiss each other, to break the heart for the children's enrollment and future, to support their families and to care for the elderly. Perhaps their qualifications determine that their starting point is slightly higher than others. But just as one of them asked me, is a paper diploma really useful? I can't answer it because I don't have an answer. Now, in my school, my classmates are like them, and they have taken this certificate and prepared for this certificate. Judicial examination, CPA, TOEFL, IELTS, BEC, Zhongkou, Gaokou, 46, civil servants, graduate students, joining the party, accounting qualifications, ACCA, and so on. They are hungry and thirsty to read a variety of secondary, secondary, and pre-examination classes on weekends. We have never asked them if you really like this? No one ever asked a person who has tested CPA, do you really love the accounting? Have you asked a civil servant, do you have a clean and honest dream? We all understand that our current struggles are not out of dreams but out of desire. We all live too much for quick success, but they are not so cute.

We are young, but what is different from being late? If a person does not really want to love something, then no matter how good the skill is, it can't be the peak. These days, I started to look at the legend of Lu Xiaofeng of Gu Long. I think many people know that Simon is blowing snow. There are many people who imitate Ximen blowing snow. There are many people who want to challenge him, but Ximen Blowing Snow is unique. It is precisely because he really loves the sword, not for fame. I remember that he said to Ye Gucheng in the peerless battle with Ye Gucheng. The flying fairy in Ye Gucheng is exquisite, but his heart is not right. Ye Gucheng was not defeated by Ximen blowing snow, but lost to himself. If we act for desire, one day we will do something wrong because of desire. Ximen Blowing Snow said before killing the bamboo of the three friends, the so-called sword is sincere and sincere.

We are alive, why don't we need the words of sincerity and righteousness?

I asked a good friend of mine, did he have a dream? He told me not to tell me after a long time. In the world we live in, the so-called dreams are probably really a luxury. Only when you are satisfied with food and clothing can you practice your dreams. However, we started to do the food and clothing for the sake of our dreams, but finally lost our dreams when we sought a higher level of stability. What a great sorrow this is. So I am sad again, not because I have no dreams, but because I feel too embarrassed.

When I am fine, I will write a lot of messy things, because I love the feeling of typing my heart from the keyboard and list my thoughts one by one. If you care about these things, you will lose yourself. Too much desire and fame, you will lose yourself. The virtual name in the eyes of others is, after all, an invisible meat bone. But how many people saw it, for this meat bone, became a homeless wild dog. I know that I can't answer some people's confusion. I am not worthy of answering.

Maybe, one day we live for our dreams, and we don't necessarily have such ample material life.

Perhaps, we will see that Zhumen wine smells bad, the road has frozen bones, and it will also see the world high, handsome and sinking.

I just hope that every day we live, we can understand what we want and what we love. Not because of the injustice of this society, but also because of the growing helplessness. At least, I, hope, I can do it!

I hope we all have a life that we live up to.