Do those who don't like to talk really have nothing to say?

I don't like talking very much. When I talk with people, I usually listen to what others say. After a long time, I found it interesting to listen to others.

As a listener, I like talking with people who are interesting and talkative. All you have to do is say something, and they will go on talking. From the state leaders down to the ordinary people, pointing out the mountains and rivers, criticizing the shortcomings of the times, knowing everything, knowing everything, occasionally joking and taking a few dialects, absolutely making people in the place happy and laughing. They are the center and protagonist wherever they go, and they will never feel lonely and boring when there are such people.

There is another kind of people who love to talk, but as listeners, they are not very interested in their conversation. This kind of people usually talk about short things about parents. Children, husbands, cooking, cleaning up the house, eggs have gone up by 2 cents today, and listening to their conversation in the supermarket tomorrow is boring and useful, which will definitely make you a good housewife.

however, there are those who love to talk, and there are those who don't. There will always be one or two such characters in a group of people. They sit quietly and never take the initiative to talk to anyone. When they are happy, they just nod and smile softly. It seems that they rarely open their hearts, and outsiders rarely approach their inner world, and they are alone in their spiritual world on the basis of peaceful coexistence with others.

do they really dislike communicating with people? Is there no * * * topic, or communication barriers, or is there really nothing to say? As a person who likes to hear people talk, I am full of curiosity about it.

1. "As long as the country needs it, go at once!"

at one o'clock in the morning, the alarm "Didi Didi" sounded a harsh alarm. Go to the front of the monitor and look closely. The place where the red light keeps flashing indicates that the national trunk line more than 2 kilometers away from the urban area has failed. I quickly picked up the phone.

after more than ten minutes, the director in charge of technology and colleagues from the optical cable repair department all arrived. After a brief deployment, my colleagues in the optical cable department took the welding machine and immediately went to the fault point. Director Bao sat in the computer room and waited for their handling with me.

it's quiet outside, and occasionally you can hear a night train speeding by. The computer room in the early morning is more and more quiet, and the 5hz communication sound that has never been felt during the day is also very clear at the moment.

Director Bao is a Mongolian. After graduating from college, he came here. It has been five or six years. Unlike other Mongolians, he likes drinking, but he doesn't like eating meat. Speak Chinese, but not much; The average Mongolian is generous and free, but he is shy and quiet. If it weren't for his blunt pronunciation of Chinese, he would be the least like a fool I know.

the quieter the environment, the more I want to break this silence.

What people who don't like to talk are most afraid of is the embarrassing situation where two people stay together and have nothing to say. I searched my heart and didn't know what to say. On weekdays, I don't have much communication with Director Bao, and I just say hello when I meet him. He loves to listen to the Himalayas, and when I meet him later, there are audio programs on my mobile phone.

"Director Bao, what are you listening to recently? Do you have any good programs to recommend?"

"oh! I didn't listen to anything, but recently I was listening to "I am the sword of the special forces." He obviously didn't expect me to ask this, so he answered quickly.

"why do you want to listen to this? Interested in special forces? " I asked in succession.

"something like that. At that time, I thought I would become a soldier if I couldn't get into college. As a result, I got into college and failed."

"Have you seen Wolf Warriors 2 recently? Very nice! " I suddenly felt that I had found an excellent topic.

"yes! It's pretty! " He answered in blunt Chinese.

"What do you think? Why do I feel that the role played by Jason Wu is too false? Isn't that too heroic? Are the special forces really so powerful? " I kept asking questions.

He smiled and said, "What's the matter! Compared with the heroes in American movies, it's far from it! Besides, this is a movie, and there is nothing false about it. The most important thing is to "ignite" the patriotic enthusiasm of the audience, which is quite good! Now is the moment when China and India are on the verge of exploding. It is just the need for such material to stimulate the enthusiasm of the Chinese people. This film is just right! " He stood up excitedly.

I didn't expect him to have such a comment on this film, and then asked, "Are the special forces really so powerful?"

"No, the special forces are powerful, but not so powerful. The US Navy SEALs are the best, but when they fight, they also fight collectively, with division of labor and cooperation. No matter how powerful one person is, after all, their strength is limited! Just like melting optical cables, it is better to melt them as quickly as possible. Without the detailed data provided by us here, they can't find the broken cable position quickly. It is possible to find a bright day, but it may not be possible to find it! It is useless to engage in heroism, but it is good to cooperate in groups. "

We continue to talk about movies. His phone rings from time to time, and colleagues in the optical cable department have already started working on it. It's going well, without any accident, and he will be back in an hour.

I asked him which place in the movie moved him the most.

He thought for a moment and said, "The most touching thing is that when four missiles on a naval warship were launched at the same time, the long white trajectory suddenly released the hatred that was held in his heart. That was cool, don't mention it! There are also the words written on our national passport at the end of the film. Although they are fictional, they are warm in my heart. Our country is really great! "

Seeing his excitement, I couldn't help laughing and asking him, "If China and India are at war now and the country needs you, will you go?"

He stood up and said, "As long as the country needs it, go at once!" His Chinese became more and more blunt.

2. "When I think of the past, I think I made too many mistakes."

Lao Wang is a driver who takes employees to and from work every day, and he is also a quiet person.

He loves smoking, and he never leaves his hand on weekdays. I heard that he has to smoke two packs a day.

in his early fifties, his sparse hair carefully covered his half-bald head, and his face was covered with pimples with a few streaks of meat.

He has a bad temper. He got married, divorced and remarried, and his son was born when all his peers' children were in the first grade.

He is honest and frank, and if the leader does something wrong, he will say it immediately and lose face at all. Colleagues in the unit all stay at a respectful distance from him.

we hardly talk to him except to say hello. Influenced by his story, I was afraid of accidentally annoying him and making myself look bad.

After a night shift, we were alone in the car, and I suddenly wanted to talk to him.

I sat in the front and asked him with a smile:

"Master Wang, it's very hard to see us off several times a day."

He was concentrating on driving, but I didn't expect to talk to him. I quickly said, "It's not hard. I've been driving for many years and I'm used to it."

"Do you have any hobbies besides driving? With such intense work, you can relax with a hobby. " I said.

"I don't have any hobbies either. I go fishing with my friends when I have time." His words are simple. Say whatever you ask.

"What's the point of fishing? I'm kidding. I may not catch a fish a day, and I don't like this project even if I die."

The car was driving smoothly on the road, and after a pause, he said in a faint voice, "Nothing is boring! What does it matter if you can't catch a fish? Sitting there quietly, thinking about the past and the things when you were young, the more you think, the more you feel wrong. If it weren't for fishing, I might never realize it. "

I feel a sense of respect in my heart. More than 5 people have begun to take responsibility for life. How many people can be as sincere and frank as this?

When you see Master Wang again, he will smile at me. When there are few people, it is easy for two people to talk about fishing and other gossip.

3. "If there are few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken string"

At five o'clock in the morning, Dajiefu sent another poem in the family group. I took a cursory look at the topic-Soul, and then threw my mobile phone aside. Who reads poetry these days?

Da Jiefu is a controversial figure in the family. He is the vice president of our municipal court. The judge who should be vigorous and resolute, strict and righteous, has a sincere and pure poetic heart.

He has been working in the main line of politics and law all the year round, and because of his personality, he is even more reticent. Sisters are afraid to joke with him. The whole family has dinner. With him, the atmosphere is depressing, but without him, they are very active.

During the Chinese New Year's reunion dinner, he seldom drinks too much, and talks too much. Taking advantage of the booze, he took out his mobile phone, touched the screen with joy and said, "Come, listen to my newly written poem, which has been read by the host on the radio. How about listening?"

the whole family listened quietly, and the beautiful music was accompanied by the host's cadence and sincere recitation, which made the poem read melodiously and emotionally.

I think of a room full of books in his study and cigarette butts in the ashtray. Many times, his poems were posted at one or two in the morning, two or three in the morning, or even four or five in the morning. How many nights of painstaking efforts it was! But we all turned a blind eye to him. We usually go to him when we have something to do, and give us a scolding after a black face. When we're done, we'll hide far away until something happens next time! We measure him by secular standards, but how can we have a place in his lonely and pure heart?

"With few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken string?" Without the spiritual pursuit of * * *, how can there be a scene of a brief encounter and a happy conversation!

No one is an island, everyone has their own story. People who don't like to talk are not speechless, they just pay more attention to their spiritual world and hide deeper when no one cares. As long as we know more about them, be more active and tolerant, we will definitely see their unknown side and add more touch and warmth to them!