I don’t believe in my will, I will never be a general.

In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, a father and his son went to fight. The father has been a general, and his son is still a pawn. Another horn blew, the drums thundered, and the father solemnly held up a quiver with an arrow inserted. The father solemnly said to his son: "This is a domestication of the arrow, with the side, the strength is endless, but never take it out."

It was an extremely fine quiver, made of thick cowhide, with a faintly flooded copper edge, and then the exposed tail. I can tell in a second that it is made of first rate peacock feather. The son was beaming, greedily imagining the appearance of the arrow and the arrow, as if the arrow was passing by the ear, the enemy's coach screamed.

Sure enough, the son with Bao Jian is heroic and extraordinary. When the horn of the Mingjin squadron blew, the son could no longer resist the triumph of victory, completely abandoning his father's jealousy, and his strong desire drove him to pull out the arrow and try to see what happened. Suddenly he was shocked.

A broken arrow with a broken arrow in the quiver.

I kept screaming at the broken arrow! The son scared a cold sweat, as if the house that lost its pillars in an instant, collapsed.

The result is self-evident, and the son died in the chaos.

When the misty smoke was opened, the father picked up the broken arrow and said a heavy sigh: "Don't believe in your will, you will never be a general."

How stupid it is to pin a victory or defeat on a treasure arrow, and how dangerous it is to give the core and handle of life to someone else! For example, pinning hope on children; pinning happiness on the husband; Unit body...

Revelation: You are an arrow. If you want it to be tough, if you want it to be sharp, if you want it to wear Yang in a hundred steps, smash it, and ruin it, you can only save it.