Flowers are silent, and people are as light as chrysanthemums.
We are all mortals in the world, we all have a road to go and a day to live. The prosperity of the world will eventually be strong, and I hope that the Jin Dynasty will be cherished in this life. The process of life makes you hover between prosperity and happiness, how do you choose?
The difference is that you have a bitter heart, and I have a mental bond.
When you earn 5,000 yuan a month, Nanyang is Nanyang, with endless buses, endless cyclists who can't see the end in the morning and evening, endless soybean milk and spicy soup, and endless rice noodles and cold skin. You will feel very tired and tired, and you will give a lot and gain very little, and you will always feel that the time is too long.
When you earn 10,000 yuan a month, there are bustling and fashionable pedestrian streets, cheerful Wandelong, and endless Wanyue City. You're going to get a sense of superiority, maybe you're better than a lot of working-class people, there's a sense of happiness.
When you earn 30,000 yuan a month, Zhengzhou is an international metropolis that is drunk and gold-obsessed, and the lights are full of wind and snow. You will get a sense of satisfaction in life, feel that the tiredness is worth it, and the effort is directly proportional to the income.
When you earn 80,000 yuan a month, Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou are the places to realize your ambitions and values, and you will gain a sense of value in life, beyond the thinking of ordinary people, lamenting that life is short and time is not enough.
The county will always be the county seat, the city will always be the city, and your current character and views will determine your future work and life.
Share four more stories found online:
One is a misunderstanding: In the early years of Alaska, USA, a young couple got married and gave birth after marriage, and his wife died of dystocia, leaving behind a child. He was busy with life and housekeeping, and because there was no one to help watch the children, he trained a dog, which was smart and obedient, could take care of the children, and bit the bottle to feed the children to drink, and raise the children. One day, the owner went out and told him to take care of the child. He went to another village, but because of the heavy snowfall, he could not return that day. The next day, when he rushed home, the dog immediately heard the sound and came out to greet the owner. He opened the door and saw that there was blood everywhere, and when he looked up, there was also blood on the bed, and the child was gone, and the dog was beside him, and his mouth was full of blood, and the owner found out about this situation, and thought that the dog* had a seizure, and ate the child, and in a fit of rage, he took an axe and slashed at the dog's head, killing the dog. Then he suddenly heard the child's voice, and saw him crawl out from under the bed, so he picked up the child; Although there was blood on his body, he was not injured. He was very strange, he didn't know what was going on, and when he looked at the dog's body, the flesh on his leg was gone, and there was a wolf beside him, and he was still biting the dog's flesh in his mouth; The dog saved the little master, but was killed by the owner by mistake.
The second is nails: there was a boy who had a bad temper, so his father gave him a bag of nails and told him to stick a nail in the fence in the backyard whenever he lost his temper. On the first day, the boy drove 37 nails. Slowly, the number of pins per day decreased. He found it easier to control his temper than to drive down those nails. Finally one day the boy would no longer lose his patience and lose his temper, and he told his father, who told him that from now on, whenever he could control his temper, he would pull out a nail. Day by day, and finally the boy told his father that he had finally pulled all the nails out. The father took his hand and came to the backyard and said: You are doing well, my good boy. But look at the holes in those fences, which will never go back to what they used to be. The words you say when you are angry will leave scars like these nails. If you stab someone with a knife, no matter how many times you say sorry, that wound will always be there. The pain of words is as unbearable as the real pain.
The third is to start slowly. Most of the colleagues were excited, because a new supervisor had been transferred from the unit, who was said to be a capable man, and had been sent to rectify the business; But as the days passed, the new supervisor did nothing, and every day he politely entered the office, he hid in it and found it difficult to get out, and those bad elements who were nervous to death were now more rampant. He's a capable person! He's a good guy at all, and it's easier to bluff than his previous supervisors! Four months later, just as the real effort was made to disappoint the new manager, the new supervisor was in a position of power – the bad guys were fired, and the good guys were promoted. The speed of the start, the accuracy of the decision, and the conservative performance of April, it is like a complete change of person.
At the year-end dinner, the new supervisor delivered a speech after three rounds of drinking: "I believe that everyone must be puzzled by my performance during my new arrival, and the subsequent drastic changes, now listen to me tell a story, you will understand:" I have a friend, bought a house with a compound, as soon as he moved in, he will completely reorganize the yard, remove the weeds and trees, and plant his newly bought flowers. My friend found out that he had shoveled peonies as grass. Later, he bought another house, although the yard was even more messy, but he did not move, and sure enough, in winter he thought it was a plant of miscellaneous trees, and in spring it bloomed; In the spring, I thought it was a weed, but in the summer it became a brocade; The small tree, which has not moved for half a year, actually turns red in autumn. It wasn't until late autumn that it really recognized what were useless plants, eradicated them, and preserved all the precious plants. At this, the supervisor raised his glass: "Let me respect everyone here, because if this office is a garden, you are all precious trees in it, and rare trees cannot blossom and bear fruit all year round, and can only be recognized after long-term observation!" “