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Feynman's story
Hello, I'm Feynman, richard feynman. Nice to meet you in this form.

I was born in new york, 19 18. My father and mother are both salesmen. I love science and like to discover. I hate math, and I don't like humanities that much.

I love my father, who taught me the difference between knowing the name of a thing and knowing the thing itself. This is a palm tree bird, a lovely bird. My father told me its name in different languages, and he also told me that no matter how many languages I know, I can't really know what it is. It is also in this little bit of life that my father taught me to observe the phenomena of life, and through these phenomena, he extended a lot of physics, which made me understand the beauty of discovery, and made me understand that beauty lies not only in this square inch, but also in more subtle details.

When I grow up, I am obsessed with physics learning. My father always asks me all kinds of questions, which make me understand the meaning of these physical concepts more deeply. I used all the words in my head to explain the problems I encountered, which later seemed to be praised by everyone-the embryonic form of Feynman's learning method, teaching is learning. Is to use the simplest language to make Xiaobai understand what I want to express. When I can teach others by myself, that's when I really understand.

After my doctor graduated, I turned down the good job offered to me by Princeton University. I realized a problem. I have no obligation to meet other people's expectations. I don't have to do what others think I should do.

I am lucky to have a good lover, but I am also sad, because when she died, I still had my own secrets, and now many people know them, except her. Because this is a military secret, I joined the American atomic bomb program. In fact, the topic I studied and engaged in at that time was not the study of atomic bombs, but for my human mission, and I was willing to start again.

The death of my lover gave me a great blow and I was very depressed. Until one day, I suddenly realized that my lover who wanted me to live a better life began to practice other skills in life, learn painting, and then learn electronics, and I fell in love again. Because of this natural state, I was inspired. Electronics, 1965 won the Nobel Prize. Maybe that's the case.

After that, there were stories and laughter. Although the disease afflicts me, my life is still very lucky.