Little stories about big people

The road that comes from the place where there is no road is the new road. Those who dare to take the first step into the thorny place are the ones worthy of admiration. Here are some short stories about big people that I recommend for everyone.

Little Stories of Big Shots 1: Balzac’s composition when he was in elementary school

Balzac is a famous French literary master. An interesting incident happened between him and an old lady who was over seventy years old.

One day, an old lady who was over seventy years old asked Balzac with a shabby handout: Great writer, tell me whether this boy has talent and whether he will have a good future. Materials for becoming a writer? After Balzac took the handout, he read it carefully and said confidently: Well, this guy is not very talented and has little aura, so it is difficult for him to become a writer. ?

After hearing this, the old lady smiled sincerely and said: "Good boy, I thought you knew everything about being a writer. I didn't expect that you couldn't even read your own primary school composition from more than 30 years ago." !? Balzac couldn't help but laugh. He never dreamed that this old lady was his primary school teacher more than 30 years ago.

Balzac’s judgment was obviously wrong, because he only saw the child’s foundation, but ignored the child’s future efforts. No one can become famous and famous all over the world as soon as they are born. Before Balzac became famous, the manuscripts he wrote were constantly being returned, and he was in trouble and heavily in debt. In the most difficult days, he could only eat some dry bread and drink some plain water. But he was quite optimistic. Whenever he had a meal, he would draw a plate on the table and write the words "sausage", "ham", "gray food", "steak", etc. on it, and then devour them in the joy of imagination.

It was during this most melancholy period that Balzac spent 700 francs on a thick crutch inlaid with green agate, and carved a line of words to encourage himself on the crutch: ?I will destroy all stagnation. ? It was this motto of being fearless and moving forward that supported him through the difficulties. Later, as time passed, he succeeded and became a world-renowned literary giant. Balzac's homework and crutches once again prove the motto believed by countless successful people: Diligence can make up for one's shortcomings, which is a good lesson, and every minute of hard work equals talent. ? Little Stories of Big Shots 2: Einstein’s Handicraft Class

When Einstein was a child, he was recognized by everyone as a little fool. He was so stupid that his classmates started talking about him when they saw him, and even his teacher thought he was stupid. He was hopeless. But, Einstein had a willpower that ordinary people don’t have, what is that? Diligence?!

In the handicraft class, other children all handed over exquisite handicrafts, but he But he handed over a small wooden stool with rough workmanship, and everyone laughed at him. The teacher also satirized him: "I don't think there is anything worse than this!" But Einstein took out two small stools that were even worse than this. At this time, the teacher and classmates were shocked. Changed my view of him.

This was a small effort in Einstein’s growth process. His reward was that his classmates and teachers had a new view of him; when he grew up, Einstein became even more diligent. His achievements are even greater? He won the Nobel Prize and many countless awards. Little Stories from Big Shots 3: Jia Pingwa’s way of speaking

I don’t talk much when I go out because I can’t speak Mandarin. When people are crowded, I can only listen quietly. I can laugh at others and be annoyed at others. Annoyed, or calm. The function of the mouth and tongue has lost an important aspect, so people smoke a lot, eat spicy food, and become jealous.

I have tried hard to learn Mandarin, first when I had my gold teeth filled, then when I was in love, and then when I had some reputation and was often invited by others. But as soon as I learned to speak, my tongue became stiff, like the steps of a model walking on the street, smelling of vinegar. I was disgusted by my own tone, and I was too embarrassed to speak out for others to listen, so I never succeeded in learning. Later I thought, Chairman Mao didn’t even speak Mandarin, so I didn’t speak Mandarin either. The dialect of my hometown is incomprehensible to outsiders. I often have to write some words with a pen while speaking, which isolates my thoughts from speaking. As I speak, I lose passion and interest, so I simply stop speaking.

One summer, a writer from Beijing asked Mo Yan to go to Xinjiang, and suddenly sent me a telegram asking me to pick him up at Xi'an Railway Station. I had not met Mo Yan at that time, and he was on a playing card. I wrote the word "Mo Yan" and walked around the station waiting for him. I didn't say a word all morning, and many people looked at me and didn't say anything. Mo Yan couldn't arrive in Xi'an for some reason that day, and it wasn't until almost afternoon that I I had no choice but to ask someone if the train had arrived at the station. The person turned over the cards in my hand and said, "I can talk to you now." I have no idea. ?I suddenly realized that the word "Mo Yan" was written on the card. These two words are really good, but it’s a pity that someone else used a pseudonym. I often carry a handbag now, which was given to me by a school for the deaf and mute. I always put it with the words "School for the Deaf" displayed, and I feel very comfortable when I go out.

Since I can’t speak Mandarin and have difficulty speaking, I don’t go to meet leaders, women, or strangers. I gradually become less social and become more and more dull. But I can curse, using the local dialect of my hometown, which is very comfortable and beautiful. When I said this, I actually felt very sad in my heart. I hated myself for being so incompetent and encouraged myself. Therefore, in many articles, I never wrote that my birthplace was a poor mountainous area, but that the place where I was born was like a poor mountainous area. Shaoshan?, when writing about not being able to speak Mandarin, he wrote: Mandarin is what ordinary people speak! A monk once taught me the secret of achieving great things: focus on one place and keep your mouth shut. My daughter also wrote this eight-character motto in her bedroom, but she wrote: ? Keep your heart in one place, keep your mouth shut. ?Ping is my nickname, and she said she also wanted to be as secretive as her father.

Because I can’t speak Mandarin, I have lost a lot of good things and avoided a lot of right and wrong. Are there rumors and messages in the world? Rumors come from the mouth, messages come from the pen. I will not gossip, and when rumors come to me, I can only remain silent.