The story of trying to succeed 1: success is trying to be a mortal.
A video of Teacher Chen's outburst went viral in Weibo. Chen, who has always given people the impression of being quiet and elegant, gave severe education to several young people on the scene of Beijing Satellite TV's "Inheritor" program. Dozens of rural children from Jishan, Shanxi Province performed a high-platform flower drum, which is a combination of drum music and acrobatics. This figure is very large, difficult but unified, and won a full house applause. However, several young commentators did not recognize this traditional cultural program in their comments. Some people say that "such performances are not good for these children's future lives." Some people say that "this kind of performance is boring and lacks personal heroism."
I was deeply impressed by two words that Teacher Chen said: "You must work hard, but don't worry". Every face is different, and you are all unique.
I especially agree with these two sentences.
About efforts
This is a fast food era. Most people are in a hurry, caught in the whirlpool of utility by reality, and take it for granted that they can succeed with a little effort, and their thinking logic naturally becomes eager for success. At the age of dreaming, I am busy growing up, at the age of falling in love, I am busy getting married, and when I am working hard, I am busy enjoying the fruits of my efforts.
Shortly after I started working, my brother called me, and it was very painful to find a job, which showed that I was depressed at the stage of finding a job. I understood, because I had such an experience, and I spoke to him on the phone. Suddenly, he said, "Sister, where are you now? Are you a leader? " "Huh?" I have a blank face. "Why? How long have I graduated? I am a young girl. I don't understand many places. Many things have never been touched before and are still in the exploratory stage. " "ah? Haven't you been promoted yet? How long will it take? Is it difficult to get promoted? Isn't it soon? " A series of questions were bombarded, and before I could answer them, he began to worry about the future. Worried about when I can get a promotion and a raise. According to his logic, there is a direct causal relationship between hard work and promotion, but he seems to have forgotten the most important step, which is accumulation.
"My hair accumulates", this is a sentence that the leader has said to me since I joined the company, and I dare not forget it until now. At that time, I just entered the workplace, at a loss, and I didn't know where my direction was. One day, the leader came up to me with a stack of books from a distance and said to me, "Take your time and finish reading these books." "At that time, after dinner every day, I spread out my books and read at night. So persistent, I found the direction of the workplace, no longer confused, that feeling is like finding the direction of going home in the fog, which is gratifying.
I remember that in college English class, the teacher showed us a movie-Forrest Gump. Forrest Gump left everything behind in his running, regardless of his efforts and results, just rushed forward and ran forward as always. Forrest Gump, with an IQ of only 75, put all his only wisdom, belief and courage in one basket. He kept running on the road by instinct, ran through the discrimination of his childhood classmates, ran through the football field of the university, ran through the quagmire of Vietnam War, ran through the battlefield of ping-pong diplomacy, ran all over the United States, and finally reached his destination. Simple persistence and serious efforts, regardless of the outcome, this is the spirit of Forrest Gump. Forrest Gump's spirit perfectly explains the famous saying, "Be practical, don't worry, you will get all the years you want."
About triviality
When I was very young, I heard that "there are no two identical leaves in the world, just like there are no two identical people". Many people equate mediocrity with mediocrity, but it is not on a channel at all. No matter how ordinary it is, it is also a * * * version, with red flowers and green leaves, each with its own wonders. Ordinary is as proud as great. Being meticulous in ordinary jobs is a kind of realm. A lot of chicken soup tells us that you must succeed, and how to make most people feel that ordinary is failure. We must be gorgeous and special, but extraordinary.
This idea is all wet. There is no conflict between success and peace, let alone either one or the other. Even the most successful people, the greatest people, eventually belong to ordinary people in life, and it is impossible to cover everything. They often attend to one thing and lose sight of another, with regrets and shortcomings. Ordinary is not mediocrity, but an attitude towards life and an irrefutable truth. Calm, willing to be ordinary. Dull, tortuous, gorgeous, dark, with a normal heart, indifferent to all things, this calm mentality contains a lot of transparency and wisdom.
Be an ordinary fool and be a mortal as clever as a fool.
About success
Hard work and mediocrity are attitudes. If you learn both, you will succeed. This is the real inspiration.
Story 2: The hard struggle of three poor children
The first poor child
The child's family is poor, and every day he carries a small basket to pick up the broken coal falling from the coal car. In order to fill his stomach, he asked the boss to let him clean the windows of the bakery. After this job was finished, he began to look for another job. He sells newspapers on Saturday morning, sells ice water and lemonade to people who travel by carriage on Saturday afternoon and Sunday, and writes news about birthday parties and tea parties held in various places to the newspaper at night. At this time, he was only 12 years old and came to the United States from Spain less than six years ago. /kloc-left school at the age of 0/3 and worked as a cleaner in a company. He gradually got to know some famous people and began to have confidence and ambition. This child was later the most successful magazine editor in the history of American journalism, Bok, who founded the women's magazine Women's Family with the largest circulation in the world.
The second poorest child
The child was born in Scotland. His father makes a living by weaving linen plaids by hand, while his mother sews shoes. Later, their family couldn't live any longer and had to move to America. In the United States, he worked as a child laborer in a textile mill, burned a boiler, dipped a spool into an oil pool and delivered a letter. During the period of delivering letters, he was hired as a clerk by a railway company because of his efforts to develop superb telegraph technology. I have worked in this company for more than 10 years, and I am very diligent and promoted, but I am still not rich. When he first participated in stock investment, the total savings at home did not exceed $60. He negotiated with his mother to get a loan with the house as collateral before buying shares worth $600. He is the world-famous steel king Carnegie, and together with Rockefeller and Morgan, he became one of the three giants of American economic circles at that time.
The third poorest child
The child was born in an ordinary town in Hungary. When he was young, he had nothing to worry about, but since his father died, his family has gone from bad to worse. His mother remarried, and he had a bad relationship with his stepfather, which made him suffer a lot. /kloc-at the age of 0/7, he sneaked into the United States from the sea. At first, he wanted to be a soldier, but he repeatedly hit a wall and finally became a cavalry after many twists and turns. But the war soon ended and he stayed in new york. Later, in the western United States, he worked as a mule driver, sailor, builder, dock coolie, restaurant waiter and coachman, but none of them interested him. Later, he got a job in the library and worked for the library for two hours every day in exchange for the convenience of borrowing books at will. He is the standard-bearer and proud warrior of the American press, and the Pulitzer Prize named after him is still the highest honor of the American press.
Story 3 of success: Every day's efforts are cohesion.
I still remember something my father did when I was a child.
My father is a carpenter. He often helps others build houses. Every time he finishes building a house, he will pick up the broken bricks and tiles discarded by others, or one or two, or three or five. Sometimes when walking on the road and seeing bricks or stones by the roadside, he will pick them up and take them home in a basket. Over time, my yard is a mess of bricks and tiles. I don't know what this pile of things is for, but I feel that my father has left the small yard with no room for manoeuvre. Until one day, my father began to dig ditches in a small clearing in the corner of the yard, build walls with mud, and put the left and right together with that pile of rotten bricks. A small square house actually rose from the ground. My father drove the pigs and sheep that had been running around in the open air to a small house, and then cleaned the yard. My family had a yard and pigsty that the whole village envied.
At that time, I just thought my father was great. I built my own house. At that time, the family was so poor that it was almost a problem to eat, but my father didn't give up, picking up bricks and tiles day after day, and finally one day he had enough bricks to build a house.
In the later days, the spirit of this matter has always inspired me. When I do something, I usually ask myself two questions: first, what is the goal of doing it, and second, how much effort is needed to complete it, and then I have to be patient enough, because bricks can't be picked up in one day.