He admitted that he was indeed a little obsessed. To be honest, those young and beautiful women were countless times more beautiful than his wives when they were young. However, he had tried to smell something fishy on the verge of temptation, which was not a bad idea. But subconsciously, he stopped.
He thought about many things. How did today's success come from? Who gave him the strongest support? Why on earth do those women pester him so much? What did you like about him? If he had nothing today, who would be willing to fall in love with a worthless man like him? Even if we get divorced, would it be the most unfair to the wife? And how will his son treat him in the future? He is almost forty, and has passed the age of pursuing love. People of his age value the stability and harmony of the family most, instead of fragmented emotional entanglements... Thinking of this, his thoughts It is becoming clearer and clearer, and the trajectory of his life is becoming clearer and clearer. He knows that what he lacks most is that he has not thought about the meaning of life.
Thinking of this, he was really lucky. I almost lost myself. It was a very dangerous move. It turns out that all mistakes happen in an instant. As the saying goes, one wrong step leads to a wrong step. Yes, for anyone, when you are tempted by any outside world, whether you can resist the power of temptation depends on how strong your determination is, and how long your determination lasts? When you bravely take such a dangerous step, every step in the future will be smooth and calm.
Indeed, he has really changed. I no longer look at those goddesses and actresses in the eyes of the public with lustful eyes, and I no longer spend a lot of time on meaningless things. As soon as he gets off work, he will go home happily. He felt more and more the warmth, safety, and preciousness of home. The outside world seemed wonderful on the surface, but in fact it made people feel terrible and without any sense of security.
He gave all his salary cards to his wife, and replaced his phone with the original old-age phone. Except for normal business dealings, he almost never went out alone with other women. The women who used to eat and chat with him realized that he had really changed and stopped contacting him.
The years are like a song. You can completely control your own life. Why complain about others? Live your truest self and be the most unrestrained person. He and his wife have reconciled as before. He likes this kind of life the most because it is practical and touching.
There are many stops in life where you need to stop and pack your bags. If you go too smoothly, you will forget many beautiful past events. I will also despise how hard it has been along the way. If you walk too fast, you will miss a lot of scenery along the way and lose too many precious memories.
There was a rich man who was always unhappy. One day, he met a wise man. The wise man asked him why he looked sad? He replied: "When I had no money, I was quite happy just living a simple life every day. I always thought that I might be happier if I had money. However, when I really had money, I lost my happiness.
When faced with the child’s crying when he was disobedient, I seemed to lose my mind and wanted to beat him. Besides beating, what should I do if I still don’t listen to my good words? You can only reason and let him have a small understanding of what is right and wrong. You can understand that this is wrong, why is it wrong? Explain clearly to the child the reason for the mistake.
In a person’s life, we will slowly grow old and slowly withdraw from the stage of history. But our children are every parent's most proud asset. A child has his own ideas, his own aesthetics, and his own interests and hobbies. We should not interfere with his choices, we can only provide feasible suggestions. I have always believed in what Teacher Zhao said, good children are praised.
One day, when I was still reading a book. My son clamored and asked me to draw a train for him, so I drew a long train for him. A few minutes later, my son asked me to draw a train again, but I had no choice but to draw another carriage. He smiled with satisfaction. Later, I simply drew it myself and showed it to me after I finished it. Oh my god, what kind of train is this? It’s just graffiti. After I saw my son’s painting, I pretended to be surprised and said: “Baby, the painting is so good, it looks real...” After hearing this, my son was very happy and drew several more pages of “Little Train”. He also pointed at each page. Each of the "little trains" was named "Henry, Gordon, Edward, Thomas..." It seemed that each train was full of his hope and rushed to the distance...
Every day after that , he became smarter and smarter, and his imagination was surprisingly good. He revised the stories in the cartoons and told them to me, and revised the Tang poems into new "poems". For example, he compiled Li Bai's "Silent Night Thoughts" like this. "There is bright moonlight in front of the window. I suspect it is candy on the ground. I look up at the moon and lower my head to eat apples." How about it, it's still a bit creative. In kindergarten, the teacher only taught him 1-10, but he could write from 1 to 100. When he was learning to sing children's songs, except that he couldn't remember the lyrics, he also sang decently in tune. A child of only 4 years old can understand everything. He knows what adults say, so don't treat him like a child.
When the baby was 3 years old, my husband took him to a dairy farm on a bicycle. After a few months. One day, the milk was not delivered for a long time, so the mother carried the baby on her back to get the milk. The mother had long forgotten the name of the dairy farm, but the baby remembered that it was he who told the mother. But where exactly? The first time my mother went there, she asked around. Others just said to keep going, but no one could tell how far it would go. After arriving at a place, the baby told his mother that this was it. There happened to be a big truck blocking the view, and I didn't know where to go. The mother followed the direction pointed by the baby and walked in from the alley. It really turned out to be this dairy farm, not bad at all. Afterwards, my mother kept praising her son for being so smart, and I also kept praising him for being so smart. The more we praise him for being smart, the smarter he becomes. It can be seen that good children are praised, and smart children are even more praised.
Married life is even more so. What I have always pursued is a quality marriage. Respect each other, tolerate each other, and have their own private space. Don’t interfere with each other, don’t suspect each other. My husband is an easily satisfied person, and I don’t feel comfortable with many things he does. From the interference in the past, to the final disagreement between the two of them and the quarrel. In the end, he simply stopped caring about everything and I had the final say in everything. Although I am a prostitute, I don't like to care about trivial things. I don't care much about things like tea, rice, oil, and salt at home. It's enough to have my husband to worry about. If it is the biggest expense in the family, and there are many other major issues related to our future and destiny, I still have the final say. Every time, we were able to pass the level successfully. Of course, there are times when things go wrong, and there's nothing you can do about it. After all, I'm not a god.
I have a very bad temper, but my husband has a gentler temper. When we were arguing, I was talking alone, but he didn't say anything. I started to attack his bottom line of patience again, but he still ignored me. Finally, I yelled and cursed for a while, until my mouth started to smoke, but he still ignored me. In the end, all the anger was gone, all the scoldings that needed to be scolded were done, and all the things that needed to be said were said. Her round belly shrank like a deflated balloon.
I often do this, he seems to have caught my weakness, and when I am gone, he will turn around and laugh at me shamelessly, saying, speaking hard... I have finished speaking, what else is there to say? Hey, he's such a fool, he's spoiling my temper even more. He always told me that only I can tolerate your hot temper. If it were anyone else, no one could tolerate it. Yes, I, a person with a bad temper, can only be a queen in front of him. If I were anyone else, I would only be a maid who is not welcomed by the master...
Everyone's life is full of chaos. It is full of ups and downs. Whether you are facing family or work, as long as you have a clear conscience, you will be in an excellent spiritual state. You and I are both mortals. We are born in this world and don’t need too many words. As long as you are kind in your heart, God will also give you unexpected happiness and joy.
I have a dream to be a writer. A good writer will also be the shining mirror. He will devote his whole life to his works, but the reality of himself has been squeezed out and only the shell is left. Writers are also pioneers of the human soul. Great writers will surely become the spiritual leaders of an era and even the spiritual navigators of human development.
It’s not that there is a lack of writers in our era, but that there is too little of responsible and responsible writers who can find a real way out for us living in such a soul-empty realm where we are troubled by money and fame and cannot escape. Don't be eager for quick success, don't show off your reputation, don't rely on your talents and be arrogant, and don't talk too much. And some writers are addicted to emptiness by describing sad words specifically to cater to the public's taste. Specially for some crazy men and resentful women to sing the most mediocre music. There are also some self-righteous writers who can write a few books and a few articles that are particularly popular with the public, but they are shrouded in this temporary halo, and they use their articles to talk about things again and again, pursuing the pursuit of success. Better click-through rates. There are also some beautiful chicken soup articles that seem to be well organized, read with gusto, and have the style of a master of Chinese studies, but they cannot really lead people to think far and purify their souls.
Many people are writing, and many people are also pursuing a better quality of life. However, we must calm down and think carefully, what is the purpose of writing like this? Is it to become a ground-breaking spiritual leader like Lu Xun, or a good poet like Du Fu who specializes in reflecting the suffering of the people?
Writers cannot be too selfish and cannot be just for themselves. At all times, we must speak for the people. Speak for everyone's aspirations, dare to tell the truth, speak the truth, and dare to be the first for the world.
The work must have connotation, depth and educational significance. The Internet and magazines, which are overflowing with words, seem to have lost a lot of charm due to the impact of all the uneven words. Anyone can write an article, anyone can be a screenwriter, anyone can publish many books and buy them millions in just a few years. In fact, his works are not problematic at first glance and are well-founded. If you chew it carefully, you will suddenly lose your sense of taste. Why do you say this?
Many writers are too eager for quick success and instant benefits, pursuing a writing style that is counterproductive, turning writing into a commodity, turning words into transactions, and turning writers into entrepreneurs. Regardless of whether the article is good or bad, as long as it has a high click-through rate, it is considered a good work. No matter whether you can write or not, as long as someone pays you, someone will publish it for you. No matter how bad your work is, as long as there are people who praise it and read it, it is a good work.
This kind of understanding and concept are all aligned with money. In line with utilitarianism. How can a writer write good articles when his heart is filled with the poison of the entire colorful world? How can he enjoy the true charm of literature and art?
The lives of ordinary people are very difficult. But online newspapers said they were very happy. Many young people don't really care about the lives of empty-nesters, and many parents who work outside don't really care about the children who stay at home. Many patients in the hospital do not understand the difficulties faced by doctors. Many people do not understand the pros and cons of national policies. Many vendors are doing shady business without conscience. Many migrant workers live on the streets, begging their grandfathers and grandmothers to take jobs to make money. Not easy. Soldiers protect their homes and the country, but in real life many people think that they are very leisurely. Without war, the professional charm of soldiers loses its appeal.
Public officials in any public institution also have their own difficulties, but the people say that they are too idle and do not serve the people well. The common people are suffering just to survive. Environmental problems have a more serious impact on each of our lives, and food safety is listed as the biggest "killer".
As a good writer, we should write about such subjects, which reflect the most authentic spiritual life and humanistic atmosphere in contemporary China. We should really think hard and write well. Put aside any high-sounding titles, cool down any fiery lens of chasing fame and fortune, study with concentration, and practice seriously. Of course, writers also need to eat. This is a social issue. If it is for money, please don’t be a writer, but be a businessman. If you love fame so much, please become a civil servant; if you desire fame so much, please become an artist. Any good writer is the idol of the whole people and the backbone of the nation. He will not care about gains and losses, and will not care about the external disturbances and the ignorant undercurrent of selfish desires. His life will be handed over to literature. Just like Cao Xueqin, Balzac, Hugo...
Loves literature and likes to use his heart to write about all kinds of things in the world and trivial matters in life. Everyone who loves literature should speak for the common people. This is the greatest value of being a writer.