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I have a heart attack. I am trapped in my own weak shadow, unable to extricate myself and study with peace of mind.

1. Grandpa made me a long dragon out of paper. The gap in the dragon's abdominal cavity can only accommodate a few locusts, and all of them die in it, and no one is spared! Grandfather said, "locusts are too impatient." In addition to struggling, they never thought about biting the dragon with their mouths, nor did they know that they could climb out from the other side as long as they continued to move forward. " So, although it has an iron pliers-like mouth shell and serrated thighs, it doesn't help.

"When my grandfather put several green bugs of the same size into the faucet and then turned off the faucet, a miracle appeared: in just a few minutes, the young green bugs crawled out of Bali.

Tip: Destiny is always hidden in our minds. Many people can't walk out of the shadow at different stages of life, big or small, not because their natural personal conditions are much worse than others, but because they have no thought to bite through the shadow paper dragon and have no patience to find a direction slowly and move forward step by step until a new hole appears in front of them.

2.70 years ago, a young Norwegian drifted to France, and he wanted to apply for the prestigious Paris Conservatory of Music. In the exam, although he tried his best to play his level, the examiner failed to take a fancy to him.

The penniless young man came to a busy street not far from the college, tightened his belt and played the piano under a banyan tree. He played one song after another, attracting countless people to stop and listen. The hungry young man finally picked up his piano box and the onlookers paid for it.

A rogue disdainfully threw money at the feet of young people. The young man looked at the rogue, and finally bent down to pick up the money on the ground and handed it to the rogue, saying, "Sir, your money fell on the ground."

The rogue took the money, threw it at the boy's feet, and proudly said, "This money is already yours, you must accept it!" " "

The young man looked at the villain again, bowed deeply to him and said, "thank you for your help, sir!" " ! You dropped your money just now, so I bent down to pick it up for you. Now my money has fallen to the ground, please help me pick it up! "

The hooligan was startled by the boy's unexpected behavior, and finally picked up the money on the ground and put it in the boy's piano box, and then left despondently.

There are a pair of eyes staring at the young man silently. I was the examiner just now. He took the young man back to college and finally accepted him.

The young man's name is Bill Sardinia, and he later became a famous Norwegian musician. His masterpiece is to stand up.

Jill is a strange elf. He is always in a good mood and always speaks amazingly. If someone asks, "How have you been?" He always replies, "If it is better, I hope to have a twin brother."

He is an excellent hotel manager and many employees are willing to follow him from one hotel to another. Employees do this only because they appreciate his attitude towards life. He is a natural motivator. If something bad happens to an employee, Jill will tell him how to see the positive side.

Jill's attitude towards life really surprises me. One day I asked him, "I really don't understand. You can't always keep a positive attitude, can you? " How on earth did you do it? "

Jill told me; "Every morning when I wake up, I will say to myself, Hi! Boy, you have only two choices today: you can choose to have a good mood or a bad mood. I chose the former. Whenever something disappointing happens, I can be a victim of it, or I can try to get out of its shadow and learn from it. Whenever someone complains to me, I can choose to listen patiently, not express my opinions, or I can tell the positive side of things. In short, I always choose the sunny side of life. "

"Of course, this is right, but it is not so easy to do!" I argued.

"Yes," he said, "life means choice. Every situation is a choice. You can let others influence your mood, or you can adjust it yourself. The bottom line is: choose the life you want. "

I've been thinking about what Jill said. Soon I left the hotel and started my own business. For a while, I lost touch with Jill, but I always think of him when I need to make a big choice in my life.

Years later, I suddenly heard that something had happened to Jill. One morning, when Jill opened the back door of the room, a group of armed gangsters almost hijacked him. He tried to escape from the emergency door, but he accidentally fell down. The robber shot him in a panic. Fortunately, the medical staff arrived in time and immediately sent him to the nearest emergency center.

After 18 hours of first aid and several months of treatment, Jill was finally discharged unscathed, but some shrapnel remained in her body.

I finally met him four months after his accident. I asked him how he felt, and he repeated, "If it is better, I hope to have a twin brother."

"See my scar?" I looked down at his injury and asked him what he was thinking.

"The first thought was that I had to lock the back door," Jill answered. "Then, when I was lying on the floor, I remembered that there were two choices: life or death. Fortunately I chose the former. "

"Aren't you afraid?" I asked.

Jill went on to say, "The doctors there are very good. They comforted me by saying "it doesn't matter". But when they pushed me into the operating room, I was really shocked to see the expressions of doctors and nurses. In their eyes, I am hopeless. "

"I know I have to do something."

"What did you do?" I asked.

"At that time, a big nurse asked me loudly if I was allergic to any drugs. I said yes, so all the doctors and nurses stopped to wait for my answer. I took a deep breath and said loudly, "Bullet". They all laughed. He also said that I want to live, and while I am still alive, I will have an operation quickly. When I die, you will have no chance. "

Thanks to the doctor, Jill survived and his extraordinary optimism helped a lot. In fact, every day we have plenty of opportunities to choose life. In a word, attitude determines everything.

4. Life is like tea

Tea leaves a strong fragrance because of boiling water, and life can only leave a faint fragrance after repeated setbacks. ...

A frustrated young man came all the way to help Sage, admired the old monk Shi Yuan, and said to the old monk Shi Yuan in dismay, "What's the use of a frustrated person like me still alive?"

Shi Yuan, an old monk, sat there lost in thought, quietly listening to the young man's sighs and ramblings, without saying anything, but telling the young monk, "The benefactor has come from afar, and he has boiled a pot of warm water and sent it here." Nuo Nuo, the young monk, walked away.

After a while, the young monk sent a pot of warm water, and the old monk Shi Yuan grabbed a handful of tea leaves and put them in a cup, then soaked them in warm water and put them on the coffee table in front of the young people. He smiled and said, "Please have tea for the benefactor."

The young man looked down at the cup and saw a few wisps of water vapor curling slightly in the cup, and the tea was floating quietly. The young man inexplicably asked Ishihara, "How does your temple make tea with warm water?"

Shi Yuan smiled and said nothing, but made a gesture to the young man and said, "Please have tea, benefactor."

The young man had to pick up the cup and take a sip gently.

Shi Yuan said, "Excuse me, benefactor, is this tea delicious?"

The young man took two more sips, tasted it carefully, shook his head and said, "What kind of tea is this? There is no smell of tea at all. "

Shi Yuan said with a smile, "This is Tieguanyin, a famous tea in Fujian. How can there be no tea fragrance? "

When the young man heard that it was the first-class Tieguanyin, he quickly took the cup and blew away the floating tea, took two sips and tasted it again and again. He still put down his teacup and said with certainty, "There is really no smell of tea."

The old monk Shi Yuan smiled and said to the young monk outside the door, "Go to the dining room and boil a pot of boiling water and bring it here."

The young monk went to Nuo Nuo again. In a short time, a pot of boiling water with thick white gas came in.

Shi Yuan got up, picked up another cup, put a pinch of tea in it, slightly poured some boiling water into the cup and put it on the tea table in front of the young people.

The young man looked down at the tea in the cup, only to see the tea ups and downs in the cup. With the ups and downs of tea, a faint fragrance curled up from the cup.

Smelling the fragrance of tea, young people can't help but want to hold a cup. Shi Yuan smiled and said, "Please wait a moment." Then he lifted the kettle and poured a wisp of boiling water into the cup.

When the young man looked down at the cup again, he saw that the tea was noisier up and down. At the same time, a more mellow and intoxicating scent of tea rose from the cup and filled it gently in the meditation room. Ishihara poured water five times, and the cup was finally full. That cup of green tea is full of fragrance.

Shi Yuan smiled and said, "Does the benefactor know that both of them are Tieguanyin? Why does the tea taste different?"

The young man thought, "One cup is brewed with warm water and the other with boiling water. Not the same as water. "

Shi Yuan said with a smile that the ups and downs of tea are different with different water. Tea brewed in warm water floats gently on the water without ups and downs. How can tea escape its fragrance? Tea brewed with boiled water is brewed repeatedly, and the tea leaves the beauty of spring rain, the fierceness of xia yang, the mellow autumn wind and the coolness of winter frost.

Isn't all the people in the world tea?

People who have never experienced wind and rain live quietly, just like light tea brewed in warm water, which cannot give off the fragrance of their life and wisdom.

However, those who have experienced vicissitudes, ups and downs, and misfortunes have come at them again and again, just like tea brewed with boiling water again and again. They have ups and downs in the ups and downs, so they overflow the fragrance of life like tea brewed with boiling water again and again.

Yes, life is like tea.

Aren't we just a pinch of green tea in life?

And isn't fate just a basin of warm water or hot boiling water?

Tea leaves only release their fragrance for boiling water.

In life, only when we encounter setbacks and bumps again and again can we leave the fragrance of our life!