All the frogs that work hard will eventually become princes.

Wheat is the kind of person who can be seen at a glance in a pile of people.

He said that he met all good people. No one is hostile to himself and will help himself.

I listened to this, and the picture that appeared in my mind was the stupid root in "The World Without Thieves". Hey, there is a thief, there is a thief. Therefore, the simpleness of silly root helped him, even if someone counted the hard-earned money in his pocket, and finally there was a thief's conscience to find out and escort him.

Wheat said, really, I rarely hate a person or hate a person.

When we said this, we were eating hot pot, his eyes through the thin and sloppy steam, a very simple smile, people have to believe his words.

I want to say that it is not that you rarely hate a person, but that you forget all the hateful people, just remember someone else's good or good people. However, I did not say after all, a person who has passed through thousands of miles still has the simplicity and clarity of a teenager. This feeling cannot be destroyed by anyone.

In fact, sometimes, the path of a person is not his choice. It seems that God is destined to do it step by step. He has to go in that direction.

Originally, wheat was studied in fine art.

Eighty-nine-year-old children carry a drawing board bigger than themselves all day long, follow the teacher behind the fart, and come back every day to sit down and carefully draw sketches. Wheat can sit down, although the life of the little friends is rich and colorful, but the wheat can not ignore the window...

It’s just that it’s true that it’s not true. It’s true that the time is short.

Some things, hobbies are one thing, it is another thing to really learn from things. Painting is very interesting, but learning to paint becomes boring.

One day, the wheat suddenly couldn't sit still and completely abandoned the painting. In desperation, study culture again.

When I went out to ride a bicycle, the wheat stepped into the rim wire of the bicycle and the car was pressed down.

This time, the wheat is no longer effective, and it must be quietly lying there, watching the heavily wrapped legs of the plaster, and it hurts.

"In fact, when I was a child, I was very embarrassed. I really liked bananas. The food supplement that my grandmother gave me was banana. When I ate, I slept, woke up, and then ate. It was completely a snack, but it was bizarre, not crying. No trouble." Wheat said, it seems that lying in bed is also a gift from heaven.

In fact, maybe it is really a gift from heaven.

Half a semester has passed, and the culture class can't catch up. What should I do? By chance, a brother who saw him had a good image and advised him to learn to perform. Since the culture class gave up on yourself, then learn to learn.

Wheat began its own performance tour, which is a happy and rushing process, learning everywhere, and then taking the test. Wheat is not tired. "Do you know the story of the holy warrior? There is a small universe burning inside, um, that's how it feels."

One year passed, the winter art test, wheat was invincible, and a school was admitted to a school. The wheat ignorant is unknown, like playing, no pressure, and not too much excitement. In the first place of the professional class, I went to the performance school of a famous university, and it is like a windy city. There is no smog, everything is bright, the sky is blue, the sun is light, and there is no impurity.

This life has been maintained for four years.

Until one day, wheat graduated from college and began to face society and face life.

Being an actor, acting as if it were not a good show. The wheat drifting north lives in the friend's brother's house, and the same party who stayed in the same place is the same. It was not so easy to pick up a play. The acting was not so simple, and the rewards came one after another. Need to go drink, chat, clubbing, and need a lot of things outside the show.

The wheat is unwilling, the inner resistance, and reluctantly, after all, can't stand the chat with the producer until late at night, listening to the director bragging from Beijing to New York, then from New York to Tuolenberg, turning a corner and falling on Chang'an Street. .

Looking at the people around me without a sense of applause and touting, the wheat is a bit awkward and wants to go.

A friend on the side holds his hand in the dim light, whispering in his ear, don't go, stick to it, maybe the character of the man's third is yours, don't let down your own talent and your image.

The surroundings are so noisy, but the wheat is very clear.

He sighed and the sigh was covered up by noise. He took a deep breath and took a deep breath, hoping to calm his heart through this, but he only sucked a smog with smoke and a year-round filth.

The room was too occluded, and the occlusion almost forgot the sunny day outside.

The wheat sits quietly there, squeezing a smile to entertain.

Male No. 3, male No. 3...

He meditated in his heart, um, as long as he persists, maybe the male number three is his own...

Until the producer pulled out a tin foil...

As if the wheat had been knocked on his head, he spread it all over his body. He stood up and was a little embarrassed. He went to the door and went outside.

When a friend came to pull him, he pushed away his friend.

The friend said that if you leave, you will no longer be my friend.

He turned back and looked at his friends with a determined look. If you stay, you are no longer my friend.

He felt the friend's hand slipping down from his arm and finally separating. At that moment, the two sides had their own choices and ended up parting ways.

He opened the door and went out.

I heard someone in the back of the room, the sound of someone slamming the bottle, it seems that someone is cursing.

However, what is the relationship, the world does not belong to itself.

The wheat went out of the bar, and the twists and turns made him a little dizzy. No wonder the air here was so bad. It turned out to be a basement bar.

Out of the bar, the weather is just outside, no smog. In such a city that averages more than 20 days of smog in a month, how rare and exciting it is.

Wheat feels comfortable all over the body, he should not do unnecessary insistence, let alone do the perseverance, he is not disdain, but will not...

When he walked to his friend's brother's residence, he found that his luggage had been put aside, and that brother had to come back, they had to move.

Beijing’s sky gave some raindrops to the wheat in a timely manner. It’s a shame that the wheat can’t feel a few drops of tears. The music should be accompanied by the erhu, and it must be the bleak "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon".

Wheat dragged the suitcase, walked on the street, still not to be an actor? If you do it, you will not encounter the scene just now. If you want to continue, do you want to accept it?

- He thought of a friend, and the wheat took out the phone.

From that moment on, he decided to give up acting as an actor and give up his career as an actor.

The friend asked him very early, whether he would like to switch to a performance broker. He didn't answer him at the time. Now he got through the phone and asked if he could transfer to you to be a broker...

The other party answered, come on, if you are not too tired.

After the wheat began to turn, the new world opened in front of his eyes. He began to be busy behind the scenes. He was busy with star celebrity agents to talk about the performances, and wrestled with some people in the circle, just to do a show. Perfect.

He has a star he likes, and the star sings like a friend whispering in your ear.

I did not expect that, one day, the company will hand over the concert of the star to him.

When the plane flew to Hong Kong to talk to the star's agent about the specific performance, he appeared to be uneasy and some suffered.

Almost angered by the arrogant agent.

Wheat is a little bit swallowing and sticks. I don't know how to negotiate, it doesn't matter, I would like to know about this star. This wheat is like a few treasures. From the first album of the debut to the latest debut single, he analyzes the feelings in the song, and he walks by himself. The years, as if walking with this star. Those songs have accompanied his lush years, seventeen, eight time, first love, sunny, love, summer, love, rain, memories...

The arrogant agent's eyes eased and laughed. Many people talked to me about cooperation. They all said that it was his winter powder. In fact, it was just a way of pulling the relationship. He didn't really hear his song. You are different. You really want to go. Feel his music.

Howling is a smile! This is all right.

When the wheat finally sat in the front of the audience one day and watched his idol rehearsed for a few days later, Wheat said that the excited hands and feet were cold, and everything turned out to be true.

Really, all the people who appear in my life are helping me. I have met good people. So I really appreciate these friends, those who have helped me.

At that moment, wheat forgot its own frustration and thrill.

In the past, it was sunny every day...

When wheat talks to me, it seems to be talking about other people's things, and the eyebrows are very clear.

He said that the hot pot is very delicious, especially this soup hot pot, it feels very refreshing, it is the original taste of food, if you want to season, you can, free and free.

He said that the same is true for work. Don't think too much, do whatever you want, fight for it when you fight, let go when you let go, if you feel uncomfortable, maybe it is a problem at work, or you are not suitable for this. jobs.

He said, don't do unnecessary struggles, wait for the opportunity to come, and work harder, it might be better.

He finally said that in fact, people's memory is a very bad thing, to live as much as a goldfish, only a few seconds of memory. Because of happy things, memories once, happiness is reduced by one point. A painful thing, once recalled, will increase the pain. If you forget the past and let your heart be like a mirror, you can move forward without any burden.

When I was a child, I lived in my grandmother's house. I like Xiaoyan very much. Grandpa will take a red plastic pot to the river and give me a lot of small cockroaches and put them at home.

You may not believe that those little sisters will grow up, grow their legs, and run away.

Because after all, it is not the place where they live.

Later, when I grew up, I forgot about it.

One day, my grandmother told me that when it rains, the whole yard is full of frogs, but can't find them?

It may be that Grandma is old, tinnitus, and mistaken that it is the frog's cry.

The house there is now demolished, the river is also filled, and the grove in front of the house has been cut down to become a flat land. Everything is not what it used to be.

Can not go back……

One night, I had a dream, dreamed of a small village, and dreamed of the river and the mossy yard.

It’s just that there is no grandparents in the dream.

The dream is a rainy day, but it has a bright sunshine.

I stood in the middle of the yard and heard the sound of a frog.

So, I really saw it, it was very big, squatting in the yard, looking at me. It can talk, it seems to be smiling, and it seems to be crying.

It said that wheat, I am leaving, this is not my world.

Yes, it is leaving, it comes to say goodbye to me.

Life is also like this, whether it is emotionally dependent, or the work you have loved, everything, all encounters will eventually leave.

Perhaps we are all the embarrassed people. After going through the past, slowly growing up and turning into frogs, we need a bigger stage to live and struggle, thus forgetting the past and dusting our hearts.

Cherish the present, it is what we should do, it is the way we live.

It is the beauty we should cherish.