In that hot era, when everything was still young, three workers built a wall in the warm sun on an early spring afternoon. The wall, but the fence at the edge of the village, became a stage for them to show their talents. Someone asked, "What are you doing?"His tone was full of confusion and incomprehension.
The first worker, he had rough hands, and a tired face. He stopped what he was doing, frowned, his eyes widened, and said angrily, "Don't you see, build a wall." His tone was filled with resentment and irritation, as if all his happiness had been swallowed up by the wall and the bricks in his hand.
The second worker's hands were not as rough as the first's, and his face was not as tired as the first's. He looked up and smiled, his eyes glinting with hope and dreams. "We're building a tall building," he said. His tone was full of pride and anticipation, as if the tall building was already standing in front of his eyes.
The third worker, whose hands were the roughest of the three, but whose face was the most brilliant of the three. He hummed a song as he worked, and his smile was bright and happy. "We are building a new city," he said. His tone was full of passion and love, as if the new city had sprouted in his heart.
Ten years have passed. The first worker, he is still building a wall on another construction site. His hands were rougher and his face was more tired. He had long forgotten the wall of ten years ago, and that afternoon.
The second worker, who became an engineer, sat in his office and drew drawings. His hands were no longer rough, and his face was no longer tired. He designed many tall buildings, but he said, "I still remember that afternoon, the wall, and the workers who built it." ”
What about the third worker?He's still the same smiling worker, but now, he's the boss of the first two. "I still remember that afternoon, the wall, and the workers who built it," he said. They're all in my city. ”
Yes, they are all in this new city. That first worker, he may still be building the wall. That second worker, he's probably still drawing drawings. And the third worker - he is still building his city. They may have the same starting point – that wall, that seemingly ordinary fence wall. But their end points are different—one is a laborer, another is an engineer, and the other is the creator of the city.
This is like life, how you treat your every job, every opportunity, every challenge will determine your future. The wall you built may seem insignificant now, but what about ten years from now?Twenty years from now, how will you see yourself today?Every effort, every persistence, and every drop of sweat today will become the cornerstone of your success tomorrow.