No one can be a thief all his life

At the end of freshman year. I had a very depressed experience. I failed the high number. Actually, it's nothing to hang up. The person who explained how to do it in the dormitory passed for various reasons, and I was very sad. I just walk around the stadium alone, walk, walk. I don't understand why, or rather, I'm disappointed. I sent a message to my favorite western economics teacher at that time, and she replied, "No one can be a thief all his life."

I remember this sentence until now.

I didn't have any close friends in high school. I seem to have a good relationship with everyone, but I am not close to anyone. I am used to going to the classroom alone, cooking in the canteen alone and reading in the study room alone. Occasionally, when young artists are in high spirits, they will go to the fish pond alone and stare blankly.

Before I went to college, I was always an unaccustomed person.

I have made many good friends. I am in poor health and can't eat anything. They boiled water in the dormitory and gave me hot eight-treasure porridge to eat. We read books together, skip classes together, and participate in various competitions together. They like to throw me in the middle of the grass during military training, but some people are against me, and they all protect me and want to fight with others. I'm good to them, too. I always want to invite them to dinner when I earn money from part-time jobs. When they are in a bad mood, I also tell jokes to make them happy. I met a group of like-minded friends in the stadium. We often play ball together, buy water together, and cheer for each other during the game. There are also schoolmates I met in the Student Union, and my minister, all like-minded young artists, who are always in high spirits when eating together.

Four years in college is probably the happiest four years in my life.

At that time, people around me and I were sincere and frank. A person who is admired and respected is always because he is awesome and talented. When I was a sophomore, I was the vice minister of the college student union. But I can't stand the fact that our league secretary has no education but always likes to educate us. She has never seen how awesome it is to come out from the countryside to be the secretary of the League branch. So when she has a meeting, I always draw various photos below to make people around me laugh. Later, I couldn't help it, and other ministers around me couldn't help it, so almost three-quarters of our ministers collectively wrote resignation letters and put them in the office of the Youth League Committee. I wrote the letter and everyone signed it, which probably means "I quit!" "

But at that time, none of us thought that many years later, the person who got along best was the one who liked to kiss Nuo Nuo's ass at that time.

After graduation, I am still an unsociable person, and I still like to stay alone for a long time at work. It took me a long time to learn to know and make new friends. Many colleagues in the unit are very good, simple and kind. When my dad was ill, they drove me to my dad's office to help him drive. They saw my friend circle on New Year's Eve saying that my dad was lonely in the hospital, so they called me the first time and asked me to go to their house for dinner. They all think I am like a child, and they will call me in advance to remind me to get the yogurt from the dispatch refrigerator before going to work.

Our relationship is very harmonious. I won't discuss the ideals and values of life with them, but I will gossip with them. We fight together. I think it's good.

I am a person willing to believe in fairness and justice, and my nature is too kind. From college to now, I will save empty bottles and give them to people in need. I can't see that other people's lives are too miserable, and I always feel that I can do something for them. So I saw on the Weibo that a minority girl might not go to high school, so I contacted her and promised her that we would definitely let her study. The official account of WeChat wrote a long WeChat, but it didn't work. She was very sad, and her close friend gave generously to help her pay for her first year's tuition. Later, I learned that they just wanted to protect the kindness in my heart and make me believe that the world is actually beautiful.

Personality is still aloof, and some people still don't get along. Later, I found out that Wang Xianxian knew me so well that she almost blocked some social activities that I wouldn't like. And with her around, I can feel the change of my mood and make myself less uncomfortable on some occasions.

Later, she became more and more busy, and I became more and more unaccustomed to this environment. I seldom find people who are in tune with each other in real life to talk about ideals and values.

I go to the canteen to buy things by credit card. Aunt canteen, don't brush my card. I'll tell her to make it up again My father, my mother and everyone around me think I'm a fool.

I was in a bad mood that day, because a sister I met online, whom I knew but never met, died of illness. But I have no one to talk to except my circle of friends. Everyone around you thinks you haven't seen it. What are you sad about?

I told my parents that I hope to carpool to work with people in the unit in the future, because it can reduce pollution. But they think I'm just heartbroken. What can you change without driving?

I told people around me that Myanmar is in dire straits. However, apart from saying that we were born in China and lived happily, they turned a blind eye to my sympathy for Myanmar. I dare not even tell them that I also donated money to Myanmar on WeChat through international students to help those who were repatriated. Because people will only think that I think too much, that I am too sentimental, and that I will drive myself crazy one day.

I really don't understand why some good moral qualities that our parents and teachers taught us from childhood are still spokesmen for "fools" when we grow up.

I have always been dissatisfied with the status quo, but today my mood collapsed, and what overwhelmed me was probably the "sincerity" I was proud of.

I will be very kind to people around me, but I will be very, very kind to a few people I feel very close to. In fact, in my heart, I am very aware of the boundaries between people. Some people get along slowly and become very close, such as my sister. And some people will be trusted by me soon after contact. In my heart, my parents and the people closest to me are always taller than others. For example, some other friends have an appointment to have dinner first, but people around me need my help to deal with some things, and I will definitely postpone eating. In 2020, when the Chinese New Year epidemic was the worst, I distributed all the masks I bought to people around me. Later, I got the N95 produced by our company from the company and gave it to them. I mailed it to my senior, and she taught me a lesson and said that I had caused trouble to the courier brother.

When I know that others may encounter difficulties, I will tell them, hey, how much money is left on my card, I can show it to you first. Although their home is better than mine, although my little money is useless, it is all I have, and I can take it out.

I really want them to know that I only do this to people close to me. During the epidemic, I didn't have enough masks, but I was still willing to give them; It's not easy for me to make money by myself, and I don't have much money, but I'm still willing to give them everything I have. I also want them to know that not everyone will do this to them. There are really not many people like me.

I don't expect anything in return. But I hope I treat others as very close people, and others can treat me like this. I wish I could feel that I am important. Although my senior and I used to quarrel a lot, and neither of us would let each other quarrel, I know that I am a very important person to her. She will pick me up in the city after I go to Kunming, and drive for more than an hour after the meeting. Tell me that you should go to Kunming to buy a house quickly, and I will lend you the year-end bonus if you don't have enough money.

As my mother often tells me, although your father is as aloof as you, he has nothing to say to you, to me and to this family. Me, too. Although sometimes I am stubborn and aloof, I use all my heart to treat people close to me. I thought I could get others' understanding and recognition, and when I was in a bad mood, I could put down some things to accompany me to eat, drink and chat. It can make me feel that my sincerity has not been in vain, and the people I care about also care about me, hoping that I can live a better life.

I wrote a circle of friends and the college English teacher replied to me. The moment I saw her reply, my tears almost fell. It turns out that honesty is really not the mainstream now. No matter how old you are, you will always be troubled by this problem.

It seems to find a chance to go back to Kunming and chat with the teacher.

When I was sitting alone on the grass, I remembered the sentence that my western classics teacher told me when I was a freshman, "No one can be a thief for life." .

I think this may be the reason why I still believe that efforts are meaningful.

In fact, I talked a lot with the line, and now life has reached a fork in the road. How to get there, unknown and confused. But I think the best way is not to care too much, just write it out. I don't need to suppress my personality, my emotions, and I can't influence other people's thoughts. Others can't understand me, that is, they don't understand.

I'm going to take photos tomorrow, and I'm going to prepare pomegranate for the market. Then, I will continue to write my thesis and my novel. No matter what path you choose to take, you can only do the present thing well.

Because no one can be a thief all his life.