Life can't stand still and can't accept life.

Through the comparison of the two characters in the article, we can clearly understand that life can't be stagnant and can't be fatal, and only such people can bring more positive energy to people.

Yes, I saw him again. Almost at the same time every morning, he rides an electric bicycle, shuttles through the rolling traffic, and passes by the bus stop sign of my waiting car. He shouldn't know me. He never talked to me anyway. Occasionally, he looked at it and was sluggish. However, I recognize him, I can't talk about familiarity, but I will never admit it.

His hometown and my hometown are a village. He lived there before going to college, and me too. However, when he was in college, I was ten years old. I only remember that the mother talked to his neighbors more than once, and they were all envious. Who is the oldest who is admitted to the university, it is really amazing, and the future is boundless. Of course, the word "promising future" is summed up by me. A group of rural women said that the words are too scattered. The meaning is these words.

Although he and I are a village, they are not a surname, nor are they peers, so they are not familiar, but they are not strangers. It is estimated that he does not know me. In his eyes, I was a little kid at that time. In the summer, our family often eats in the aisle that has a good atmosphere. He passed by my door several times, and my parents always looked at his back and said to me: "You have to study hard and have a good future like him."

The sun and the moon are like a shuttle. A glimpse, thirty years have passed. I remember one day last year, I was standing by the road and waiting for the bus to work. He rode the electric car and brushed it from my eyes. I recognized at a glance that he used to be the benchmark for my youth. However, his faint face is full of vicissitudes, full of numbness. His wrinkles, his white hair, his wooden expression, told me that his days should be a pool of stagnant water. At least, he didn't even have a car, which made me most unreasonable. The reality is that this is the case. Nowadays, almost every household has a private car. However, how can he still ride an electric car?

I am not snobbish, I just judge his current life according to his appearance. Or, what is the trajectory of his thirty years of life? Only. After all, he is the role model I used to study. I heard that he was assigned to a business unit after he graduated from college. Iron rice bowl, public house, enough to face the little friends who face the loess.

I remember that my sister once mentioned him once a decade ago, saying that he has been working in that unit and is very stable. Unexpectedly, we met again in such a way that my worship of him was like a broken balloon, and it was flat. Of course, you don't have to be developed to make me worship. Rather, through his appearance, I know that his university has read it. He has been at the starting line just after graduation and has never moved. This is the place where I am discouraged. An idol, even a lifetime of mediocrity, oh, lazy, how can I not let me down. What I hope is one, even if I have never been ignorant, but through hard work, I have an example of a rich life.

Of course, he is just a microcosm of many people. It’s not just that young people who are young and have a good life. In fact, even many people who are born and poor are lazy to go through their lives and never want to change the status quo. A distant house brother of my lover, I have known him for 16 or 7 years. From the day he knew him, his ears were full of how he was poor, how lazy, how to buy wine when he had a little money; if he had no money, he would borrow it; if he couldn’t borrow it, he would go to the store to make a credit; no one would write it. I also went to the three hands and almost entered the detention center. He never thought about how to work hard, and through hard work, he was so lazy to go to the age of fifty.

Of course, he is also the epitome of many people. He is as poor as him. People who are as lazy as him are definitely not a small number. I don't like this kind of life. I have a relative. When I was in my twenties, I led several migrant workers to form a small team to build a house. Slowly, with some strength, I came to the city to contract large projects. I didn't want to pay for the project, and I also put in my savings for many years. At that time, he was already in his thirties. He changed his way to the township to collect food and resell it, starting from the small business of Xiaoli, and the days slowly slowed down. Unexpectedly, his son had an incurable disease. After more than a year of running away, he borrowed a debt and the child was not cured.

Seeing that he was once again defeated by fate on the ground, and stepped on one foot, he really sweated for him, fearing that he broke the can. However, he struggled from the pain of losing his son, and he and his wife discussed and gave birth to a fat boy. I built a few simple houses in the village's street-facing area and opened a supermarket. Because he is kind and sincere, the business is so busy. Today, he has paid off all his debts, bought a van, and came to the wholesale market in the city every morning. Underneath a white hair, a face full of passion.

I like this kind of face. Such people, when people look at it, feel that their days are strong and they have a head. In fact, fate is like an electrocardiogram, and it is vital to bend and bend. If you spend your whole life lazily tempering, the years of your life will become a weak line, then there is not much difference between them. It’s too long to cover up, and to mourn how much people are lazy. Ugh!