Work hard for yourself

I am not born to be a smart person, or I can say that I am born stupid. In the middle of the ancient poems, the things that others have passed in five minutes, I can't remember for two hours; in high school, the same question, the teacher said again, the same position can immediately remember the solution method, and I, the teacher said N times The next time I encountered the same question, I still had a headache.

I am not born to be a beautiful person, no one sees a loved face, no touching smile, and no slender figure.

I am not born to be a sociable person. I don't like to chat on WeChat. I am not good at dealing with others. I don't have a wide circle of friends. There are no male girlfriends owned by girls.

However, I don't know why, but I have a lot of vanity and triumph.

I want to envy others, want others to praise me, and want others to agree with me.

I love fantasy, the one in fantasy is perfect. She has a refined appearance and a proud figure, walking down the street, clutching everyone's eye; she has a clever mind and a wide range of skills, singing and dancing piano movements; she has a calm personality With a strong personality, a lot of friends and a perfect love. Most importantly, she is a goddess in the hearts of many people.

I used to work hard for it.

I try to write a novel, I want to write a good work in one fell swoop, let others marvel; I try to learn to dance, want to make rapid progress, let others clap their hands; I try to lose weight, I want to practice the vest line, let others praise.

However, fantasy is ultimately fantasy, but reality is often cruel.

I recite ancient poetry, read a lot of novels, want to improve my writing, but find that I close the book, there is a blank in my mind, I can't remember anything; I pull the ligaments every day, hurt my teeth, but I find that my body's softness is actually I can't catch up with my mom; I exercise every day, even eating diet pills, but I find that my weight is still high.

I did write a novel, but I felt naive and bored when I saw it; I did learn to dance, but after a few years, I still stayed at the beginner's stage; I was really a little thinner, but I was beaten back in a holiday. Original shape.

Everything I did was just a slap in the air. My beautiful fantasy, because my laziness and unconfidence are all gone.

I want to give up and tell myself in my heart: Maybe I am destined to be a mediocre person. It is only futile to make more effort and effort. Genius is a genius. It is not my mediocrity.

I began to indulge myself, sitting in front of the computer every day, eating and watching variety shows, as if forgetting all the troubles, immersed in my own happiness. Sometimes I even have to believe that I am not really living for me? I began to become lazy and sloppy, without plans and goals, just groggy and imagining every day. It is only in the evening when the night is quiet, I will remember the unrealistic self, the secret sigh and regret.

I have been free and free from stress, but I don’t know why, but my heart is still like being hollowed out. Sometimes sitting at the table, I don’t want to do anything, it’s like losing my soul and being empty and empty.

I began to miss the past who was persistent and ignorant, but never had the courage to start again.

On that day, I followed my dad and his colleagues to travel, the plane delayed to take off, we waited at the airport, I felt bored, took out my mobile phone and watched the TV series. At this time, an aunt sat next to me, polite for the table, I took off the headset and called "Auntie."

"I heard that you wrote a novel at home and published it on the website?"

I smiled bitterly and nodded, indicating the default.

"So great! Show your novel to my son! Little Birch, come over!"

A little boy with a tiger head and a tiger ran over and it looked like he was on the 5th and 6th grade.

I don't know what to do, but I can only say it as difficult: "I wrote a romance novel, he should not want to see..."

"Nothing is ok, I want to see!"

The little boy stood directly in front of me and looked at me with the look of anticipation.

I tried to search the novels I published before on the Internet, and my heart was a little nervous.

"Wow! Your novels all have Baidu Encyclopedia! No, I have to hurry to find you a name, maybe I will appreciate it later!"

He quickly took a book and a pen, handed it over to me, and asked me to sign it.

I took the pen, but I didn't write it on the book, not because I felt ridiculous, but because I was moved.

It turned out that being recognized is such a feeling, although that person is a child.

He must not know that as long as the novels published on the Internet, whether good or bad, there will be Baidu Encyclopedia; he must not know, that is the only novel I have written in so many years, but it is a copy of me. The novel that he is willing to mention; he must not know that my writing is actually bad, and it is impossible to become a writer. Even if it is signed, the name can always be a name.

But I still signed it because I didn't want to disappoint this little boy, because he didn't know it, but his worship of me was true. Through his bright pupil, I saw joy and hope, small. Children don't lie, especially their eyes.

I signed my name and smiled and said to him: "I write very hard to read."

"It’s so good! It’s much better than what I wrote! Don’t believe me to ask others.”

He showed my signature to a lot of people, and finally came back to me and said to me: "They all said it was very good."

I don't know what magic the little boy has, but what I know is that when the tour comes back, I change and become the one who used to.

I picked up the pen again and started writing. I once again let go and started dancing. I once again stepped into my weight loss journey.

Not only that, I started to make plans for everything I do every day and do it as much as possible. I don't want to wander around for the purpose of walking, but climb up one step at a time.

This time, I will not give up, even if it will fail. Because this time, I don't need the appreciation of others, I don't need the envy of others, I don't need the approval of others.

I only work hard for myself.

Work hard for yourself to have a fulfilling life, work hard for yourself to have a healthy body, and work hard for yourself to have a bright future.

To let others love you, you must first love yourself first.

Even if your article is not good enough, you have to show your work with confidence. Even if you dance and dance, you have to dare to move with music in front of everyone; even if your body is not good, you have to Wearing the beautiful and beautiful heads standing in front of others.

You have to tell others by action, I am the best, I am unique, even if I can do nothing, I love myself.

In fact, loving yourself is also a strength.

When you learn to love yourself, the world will come to love you, just like the little boy. When I signed the name for him, I swear I will continue to write it down, for his trust, and for myself.

I don't know if everything I'm doing now is useless. Just as efforts don't necessarily have to be rewarded, but I haven't forgotten it. There is absolutely no gain in not working hard. For that little hope, I have to try it.

And who are hundreds of times stronger than me, what reason is there not to work for yourself?