Composition: Find yourself in about 800 words.

A person, especially for some people who are unwilling to be lonely, a person who likes to explore life, think about life and find himself in society is not simply the need of this person's real life, but the vitality of this person, which is also driven by a primitive power of human beings and is a natural curiosity. It is also the heroic passion of this person who loves social life and the urge of his inner world for various social responsibilities. It can be said that under normal circumstances, such people will have the sad beauty of cuckoo weeping blood and the magnificent life of phoenix nirvana.

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( 1)

What I should do in this society, and what kind of social role I have played over the years, I have not thought clearly until today. Ironically, I often sit in my office with my eyes closed and fantasize about engaging in social research and seeking a mysterious life, which is somewhat ridiculous.

Some friends and colleagues make faces at me when they see my behavior in daily life. Laugh, let them laugh, just ignore it, who let me fall into this boring social environment, who let me make such a group of vulgar and snobbish nodding acquaintances, who don't know or understand the true meaning of life, and it's no use sitting in the office every day sulking and making my stomach growl.

However, when dealing with people who have no idea about life and can't enjoy the elegance of life, it is better to go with the flow. Don't play the lute to a cow, then you will have less leisure. Everyone was bored, so we just got together for a drink. Hu Kan: What nonsense? Some mules married a pony. Why should I shake my head with a straight face to make everyone unhappy?

Man himself is a gregarious animal. If I still have a hard time with real life, wouldn't I be an ignorant fool?

In the real social life, where there are so many elegant social environments and so many civilized gentlemen's languages, I am not a really thoughtful and knowledgeable person myself. I am an ordinary person who drives a car and sells pulp. I pretend to be lofty all day. Isn't this boring? If I continue to be so unsociable in the company and society, it will be really hard for me to talk like a Kong Yiji, act like a Q and behave like a Don Quixote.

Over the years, my social life is just a little lonely, but I still don't feel how empty and boring my family life is. What makes me very angry now is that when I go to work every day, those little gray sparrows on the buttonwood trees on both sides of the road chirp at me one by one, which makes my alarmist yelang quite annoyed, sad and confused.

Over the years, some relatives, friends and colleagues have never regarded me as a Ganoderma lucidum herb to cure all human diseases, but I still regard myself as a rare stone treasure. When I am free, I am happy to ponder over people who are as naive, stupid and ridiculous as I am, and like to ponder over the world.

People need to constantly adjust their mentality and constantly seek society and life. Otherwise, what is the interest and significance of living? Sometimes, I just feel that as long as a person lives a little enterprising, a little faith pursuit, a little life feelings and a little sense of social responsibility, he is worthy of pride.

Recently, I heard a friend say to me, "If a person is a person, there is no need to be a person." The world is the world, so there is no need to deal with it carefully. Happy people are almost always brave, romantic and thoughtful. They will adapt their minds to nature, constantly surpass themselves and constantly improve their nature. "

I always think about what my friends said these days, and the more I think about it, the more I feel puzzled.

If you live alone, don't compromise yourself, don't haggle with others, and don't complain that life is unreasonable and unfair to yourself when you are idle. Since ancient times, the real social life is not perfect, but people can improve their lives with their own hearts. As long as a person is good at looking at colorful social life from various angles with an appreciative eye and a peaceful mind, he will understand that it is himself who is unwise and not open-minded. A wise, open-minded and thoughtful person will never carefully look at the face life of the so-called big shots in society, nor will he bite the bullet and do something that is difficult for him to accomplish. A wise, open-minded and thoughtful person, with a quiet heart, can abandon wealth, fame, happiness and resentment anytime and anywhere. He can constantly look for new and interesting things to do in his daily life. Even if their life is only half a day, they can live easily and naturally.

When people are alive, they need to know themselves constantly. To know oneself is to know one's essence and soul, which is also the peak in the field of philosophical research. Knowing oneself is the most direct and practical way for people to explore the depth of life. In a person's social life, once there are any new hopes and pursuits, his life will be full of vitality and vitality. The meaning of life is to find yourself through consciousness. A person who has no interest in life and no fun in life will never have real consciousness and never find himself.

Where are you? I have been looking for it for years, but there is no answer. I tried to ask Buddha the other day, but he didn't say anything. He just gave me a smile.

(2)

We ordinary people, although not all of us are consciously and purposefully studying and studying the philosophy of life. But we live in the oxygen atmosphere of life philosophy every day, which is real and can't be real any more.

Almost all adults have this experience. Whenever we tell others about our social experiences and life stories and argue about some social contradictions, especially men who drink a little wine, few can be modest. Almost all of them have become social philosophers with various life concepts.

Over the years, no one has forced me to learn profound social philosophy knowledge, and I have not studied any social philosophy seriously, but my subconscious has been looking for myself. What does this mean? Maybe it's a natural instinct of mine.

Some animal instincts of human beings will never become social life skills without learning and practice. At this point, I, as an inactive person, still know something.

I was drunk the other day, and I thought I heard a friend say these two words to you on the wine table: "Human life itself is a miracle and a great secret." Everyone, whether to himself or others, is an unfathomable mystery. "

I have been eager to know myself and find myself for many years. Isn't this psychological activity and thinking process that I have unconsciously learned the philosophy of social life? Aren't you already reading the thoughts and souls of people like me?

I like literature, especially poetry, prose and novels. I often sit in my office and write when I have nothing to do. In my writing practice in recent years, I have learned bit by bit why so many people in society like to say, "A real writer is essentially a social prophet, philosopher, educator and thinker."

In a letter to Hu Qiaomu in June, 5438+0986/KLOC-0, Mr. Qian Zhongshu said more clearly: "Philosophical thoughts often appear in literary and artistic works first, and thinking in images leads to logical thinking."

Now I wake up in a trance. It turns out that each of us is a profound philosophy, but this philosophy can't be explained to others or even to ourselves for a while.

We are all philosophers in social life. Now it seems that there is really nothing wrong with this statement. However, it is a pity that there are many intelligent people in this society. They have not taken pains, used their brains and made great efforts to write in their own unique life language, and have not sorted out their own theoretical system for practicing life philosophy.

In my life, if I can vividly write these complex psychological activities in my mind and mind one by one according to the evolution of my wasted years, then I will not live in vain.

Sometimes, I think that these words I have written over the years may have some meaning in life and may be useful to people. Every time I think like this, there is a small spring gap full of weeds in my heart.

(3)

These years of social life experience tells me that there are some active people in all walks of life, who cheat the world and steal their fame. You don't care who he is, what he used to have in this home or that home, and all kinds of nice names. You shouldn't blindly trust those people and things. Their stories often have neither social vitality nor practical significance. It's all crap that fools play with. It's worthless. Real, meaningful and vital things are created by people with their own efforts and thoughts.

My shallow knowledge structure and natural nature determine that I am a confused fool. I don't know when, I fell into the strange circle of mental crisis of middle-aged people and the swamp of abstract life.

It has been many years, and my life is like a huge, stretched and uneven reed. I wandered around in a daze all day, leaving me in rags and almost nothing to see.

My life is like an endless and barren Gobi desert. I rode a thin and small old camel and wandered around with my head down day and night. Even if I occasionally see a lively little lizard on the road, I am extremely happy.

A few days ago, I wanted to calm down and have a psychological comfort, but these troubles and confusions on my life journey kept harassing me, making me unable to get rid of my depression and irritability, and making me think about what I want to do all day. My nervous system is about to collapse, and my head seems to be in danger of exploding anytime and anywhere. Those happy days of childhood that I don't know how to worry about can never be pulled back. It really gives me a headache. When can I stand this chaotic day?

I can't write exquisite articles, practice excellent martial arts, make money in business, and don't understand. I can't do anything. It's really boring to float on the river of society all day.

Sometimes, I think, I'm not old now, I just fell a few times and lost a few teeth, which is nothing. There is only one life. No matter how worried, depressed, confused and sad I am, I can't just kill myself. It's true that everything will be still when people die. It doesn't matter if I die, but how will my wife and young son live in the future?

Throughout the ages, people who commit suicide are selfish cowards and insane people. People who commit suicide have no sense of social responsibility and family responsibility at all. They are losers who hurt their loved ones and selfish bastards. I've lived honestly for so many years, and I'm a man at best. Since God brought me into this world, I will live like a man anyway, but what kind of scene is the life I want to pursue?

One evening in his later years, Freud suddenly felt depressed again. Without thinking, he wrote a letter to his confidante, Lady Maria, in which he poured out his troubles and puzzles. At the end of the letter, he wrote this passage: "When a person asks about the meaning and value of life, he is already ill. Because neither meaning nor value exists objectively. The reason why a person does this can only show that his unsatisfied original desire is excessive. "

When I first read this passage, I also felt that some people are really social animals with diseases. I even wonder if there is anything serious wrong with my brain. But when I calmed down, read it silently for several times and chewed it, I felt that something was wrong with what Mr. Freud said. I still vaguely feel in my heart that as a person living in society, he should treat others every day, relieve their pain and bring some happiness to their lives, like a serious doctor. Such a person, and only such a person, has taste and fun in his life, and his life has luster and value.

The confusion and troubles in life and the inexplicable depression in life really made me feel the emptiness and boredom of life. I once imitated Aristotle's monologue like a stork: "When a man is still alive, don't say he is happy."

There was a time when I mumbled this sentence repeatedly all day, so that some relatives and friends were very unhappy and unwilling to pay attention to my pedantic Kong Yiji.

There was a time when I was often frightened by some strange nightmares at night and shouted, "Tao gives birth to one, life gives birth to two, life gives birth to three, and life gives birth to everything." Man's law is based on the earth, the earth is based on the sky, the sky is based on the Tao, and the Tao is natural. "Lao Tzu's Tao and Tao make me empty and invisible all day, and Tao makes me want to know what the 123 is.

After some disturbing dreams and strange dreams woke me up, I just lay in bed, staring silently at the dark ceiling on the roof, dreaming that a ghost possessed me in Journey to the West, so that I could do something I wanted without blowing off dust. Or simply ask the Monkey King to catch those "busy thieves" in society to clean up my disordered brain, catch those "blind tired" in life to consume my physical strength, let those boring "busy thieves" and "blind tired" empty my mind, destroy my fighting spirit, completely release my remaining energy, and let my life go without a trace.

For a time, the Monkey King really attached a demon to me, and the demon would play with me if he had something to do. What the hell is that demon? To put it bluntly, that demon is a real ghost formed by the head of our unit and my weird temperament. That damn thing has created some troubles and shame that I will never forget.

During that time, that monster did everything he could to me, playing with me in his palm. In those days, I wanted to cry and sulk every day, calling and ignoring every day, shouting. I want to get angry, but the tiger ate the day and didn't know where to start. Fortunately, that period of life adversity made me gradually understand the meaning of life, let me know a lot about the world, and let me know that a person can only be regarded as a winner in the journey of life if he knows how to create and enjoy the elegance of the world.

The embarrassing working environment and depressed mood during that time made me seem to have figured something out and understood something. Leisure cigarettes, tea, wine and books make me feel from the bottom of my heart that social life is actually quite simple. Healthy body, no desire is just. If the heart is clear, the sky will not collapse. Many troubles are only created by the parties themselves.

Laozi put it well: "It is wisdom that is good at understanding others, and it is cleverness that can know oneself. It is power that is good at defeating others, and it is strength that is good at defeating yourself. Knowing that contentment is wealth, and persisting in diligence is ambition. It is long-lasting not to lose the foundation, and it is long-lasting not to forget to keep the Tao until death. "

A successful person on the journey of life will not be a slave to power, fame and money, but a person with lofty ideological realm, who will always have the idea of "worrying about the world first, and enjoying the world later".

The meaning of life should not only be found from one's inner world, but also be broadened to activate the brain, observe, think, experience, explore and create social life with bodhisattva's heart.

Now I sincerely feel that fraternity and literary creation are the best life equations for a person to know himself and social life.

Charity is an organic combination of human nature and social life. The basic element of this combination is a precious spirit composed of one's true feelings, kind words and good deeds towards society and others.

Walking in the ocean of fraternity, a person will not feel physically and mentally exhausted, on the contrary, he will get a kind of psychological satisfaction and happiness in life.

Anyone who wants to get the true story of universal love must first understand that the true meaning of universal love is selfless giving, not what plans he has before giving universal love and what purpose he has to ask the society and others for what he needs.

Only by thoroughly understanding the true meaning of fraternity can a person live forever. Of course, blind philanthropists are either social lunatics or amateurs in the crowd.

Literary creation is the most wonderful hard mental work in the world. The most wonderful and affordable thing about literary creation is that you can freely express your true feelings, naturally and frankly reveal your thoughts and ideas to people, and subtly inspire some people to do something interesting and meaningful.

I am a person who wants to say something in my heart, otherwise, it will make me feel depressed. But I have never had much sense of social mission and life responsibility when writing articles, and I have always been in an unconscious writing state.

Writing, for me, is just a pleasure. On a whim, improvising to do a little thing to make yourself happy is purely a pastime in spiritual life. So people like me can't write any good works with social value. Fortunately, writing is the need of my mind, and there is no worldly hypocrisy and utilitarianism in my mind.

(4)

When this article was written here, an old friend suddenly stopped me, so I reluctantly put down my ballpoint pen and came to the living room to entertain this distinguished guest.

Some time ago, I heard from some friends that my old friend leaned on his wife michel platini's face a year ago and squeezed into the upper class of the county town with no effort. Since then, he has been cocky and awesome.

This rumor is really true. When I saw him for the third time in the living room, my sixth sense trembled and I smelled the foul smell of business in the yamen from him. Although the strange smell made me uncomfortable, I held back my temper and invited him to drink my coarse tea with a big smile on my face.

When my old friend saw that I had silver hair, he seemed surprised. Before his ass could sit still, he stared at a pair of red eyes like a mad cow and asked me, "Hello! Ji, how did you become such a bear! What do you do at home all day? Are you still writing your useless poems? "

I was angry when I looked at his domineering manner. I think this man is so vulgar that I can't get any sawdust out of this cuckold director. Real life has made it impossible for us to know each other. Thinking of this, I Gherardini, shook my head at him, a famous figure in the county, and made fun of him: "Yes, old chap. I wanted to enjoy it yesterday. We drink, chat and take a sauna, and I will never regret it. Today, I seek happiness, read books, read newspapers and write, and I won't get tired every day. Come tomorrow and sing: first, kindness, second, frugality, third, not daring to be the first in the world, and everything will go with the flow. "

After I read such a long list of mindless nonsense like reading Buddhist scriptures, I laughed at his big fat face impudently.

My old friend listened to my unprovoked remarks, looked at me and laughed loudly. He stared at my face with a pair of red eyes. After a short silence, he gave me a few smiles. After laughing, he didn't say anything, got up, held his head high, stepped out, got into his Mercedes and disappeared into the downtown area along the painted road without looking back.

I stood at the door of my house, looking at the car shadow of my old friend. I don't know why, but I feel a little sour. Then, I looked up heartily and smiled at the blue sky.

Once a person knows why he is alive, he can realize from the heart and understand from the mind that a person lives between heaven and earth, and some things are done and some things are not done. Once he understands the sense of social responsibility, he can endure the unbearable hardships and loneliness of ordinary people on the road of life.

A person will love and cherish his daily life more selflessly once he has made clear his life's struggle and career and discovered all kinds of goodness and fraternity from his heart.

The more stupid a person is, the more selfless, selfless, charitable and humane he is. Their careers tend to flourish for a period of time unintentionally, and they often realize themselves naturally.

Yes, I was born useful, but that's for some hardworking, kind and intelligent people. Not everyone has a chance to be useful by birth. In this realistic social life, most people are still a vulgar thing that I was born useless. I understand this point more or less. In addition, I also know that no matter who, genius or fool, as long as he wears real armor on his head and tries to gain a foothold in society in a planned and premeditated way every day and desperately demands self-realization, that small self-realization will be farther and farther away from him. In the end, that self-realization will be too far away to see its illusory shadow. To tell the truth, that poor, selfish and despicable self-realization is not worth people staying up all night. I hope all friends who are looking for themselves and pursuing self-realization can understand this simple truth of life as soon as possible.