3 inspirational diary: climbing the mountain, I found that the most difficult thing is life.

There is a saying: "There is no right choice at all, we just need to make the original choice correct." That's it. The following is my inspirational diary for everyone, I hope you like it!

The first article of inspirational diary: Being poor for a lifetime is just above the clouds.

In fact, I don't believe in fate, but I believe that there is always something urging you to see your deep dreams. Because that's what you like, that's what you beat when you meet your sweetheart, even if it's insignificant to others, it's always beating for you.

When I was a child, like every innocent child, I wanted what I liked frankly, and what I couldn't get was always naked and sad. Every day's eyes are like searchlights, looking around for something that can produce * * * and conscious love and hate.

For example, those "other people's children" who make countless children "hate", such as those who make every academic scum tortured by grades hate all kinds of schoolmasters! In addition to their excellent skills in earning scores, they even occupy composition classes and major speech contests from time to time.

Why should I mention the composition? Because at that time, I liked writing, exploring the joy of life between the lines, reading a story quietly and secretly writing down a few lines of "love letters".

Because of envy, I often fantasize that I can switch with them. The article that was read by a Chinese teacher with glasses in public as a model essay is mine. They just picked up the inspiration I saw but didn't have time to pick it up, that's all, that's all.

At that time, no matter whether it was windy or rainy, happy or sad, I dreamed day and night, and I wouldn't feel guilty for idling away my life. I dream of participating in a reading class like those masters, and I dream of participating in a national competition like martial arts novels. MUBI, began to reach its peak. I even look forward to becoming a famous writer, signing books and making my own works into TV movies. ......

My dreams bring me overwhelming false positive energy, but they often make me feel empty and lost when I dream back at midnight in the afternoon sun? I have nothing.

Looking back now, in fact, there was nothing at that time, which seemed to be the most fulfilling state of a little girl. At the beginning of chasing your dreams, you should always feel tingling.

After stinging again and again, chasing again and again, exerting strength again and again. I wanted to write an article that would not be badly reviewed, but I was finally rated as an "ignorant running account".

I really don't remember which Chinese teacher invented this word and gave it to me. That kind of gag, ignorant and innocent description, let me remember it vividly, as if it were yesterday.

Because the "running account of ignorance" really stung my tender heart, I was knocked down, and then I was silent for a long time, returning to my normal life of being cheerful and crazy every day.

I seem to have forgotten my original promise and a series of dreams about words. Because I feel a little scared that it should just be out of reach, that is, you reach out and it is higher than the cloud. It's a dream above the clouds.

Until one day, I met this "dream above the clouds" again.

It was a summer afternoon, and there was no wind or clouds. Mother asked me to sort out some old boxes hidden under the bed, which were jumbled with textbooks and exercise books I had accumulated since primary school. "This is all your things. It's a mess Throw it away if you don't need it. " Mother scolded me angrily.

I am covered with dust, burying my head silently like a passive groundhog in Nuo Nuo, sorting it out one by one. It seems that since I lost the dream on the cloud, I am like a creature with its kernel removed, empty and dull, with an old-fashioned sense of boredom in seeing through life. Now I feel really melodramatic. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow!

Then I saw one of the composition books, and opened it. There was a description of the dream in the cloud in the past ..... and now I deeply remember the beginning of that article. What did I write?

I want to be a writer in the future. I want to write many stories to make people like my books.

All dreams and desires should be so naked. Those who insinuate, hide, look around and talk loudly are definitely not true love.

Yes, when we were children, each of us had a great dream, and we firmly believed that in the near future we could become scientists, policemen or writers, and we could speak for the truth, goodness and beauty on earth. This is an ideal and dream that all children will fantasize about. But is this really just a joke?

At least you and I really treated it, at least you and I carefully treasured it.

When the sun shines on the composition book through the screen window, when the childish handwriting forces me to jump into my eyes, the dream of the clouds buried deep in my heart germinates again in ......................................................................................................................................... Why not? Why do you think there is no way before you try?

At that moment, I suddenly made a whimsical decision. I want to reach out, even if I can only get close to the cloud once in my life.

So from that day on, I worked as hard as a psychopath and read a lot of books, from world famous books to classics of Chinese studies, and I broke out my own little universe just to get closer to it.

When you set out for your "Utopia" and "Utopia", bumps and stones will follow. If you want to walk and run, you have to bear the pain of obstacles. Don't forget that even the wind has resistance.

I followed the pattern that every child who pursues his dreams should go through ... being left out and falling again and again.

When the manuscript was returned, it was even as silent as being thrown on the street by the crowd; When no one cares about the article, I can't see any response; When criticizing sharply, the plot is dull and the writing is numb. ..................................................................................................................................................................

I was depressed for a while, and I asked myself whether I should be prepared to "see the end at a glance" and live just to wait for death. Survival may not need a purpose, and life may not have an ideal.

No one answered me, and finally I chose myself. There are only two choices before me? Insist or give up.

Looking at the screen full of rejection papers in the mailbox, I began to supplement myself with vitamins: Do you believe in yourself or others' judgment on you? If you believe in yourself, try again when you fail! If you fail after trying, try again! Try again! Try again! All I have to do is believe in myself!

Now I think it would be better to translate this passage into English, because it can be mixed with some strong language, which is enough to express my wandering and suffering in the long night.

Then, I saved myself again and continued the state of circular pursuit. Continue to read books every day, read your own stories repeatedly every day, and constantly update and adjust.

Finally one day. ......

You must know this old-fashioned but unexpected bridge. On that day, I breathed a long sigh of relief, reached out and accepted the gift of fate.

I saw it lying on the shelf in the window, and the first book I published was also my insignificant dream.

Therefore, dreams may be something that everyone once had, and they are more precious to girls. We all have to pay a body and mind, a period of youth, and even a lifetime. To quote Spirited Away: Go ahead, don't stop and don't look back.

Now, I have a new "dream on the cloud". Maybe I will be poor all my life, but I will still choose to believe as I did then. Then, start silently.

Article 2 of inspirational diary: As long as someone is still looking up at the starry sky, you should not give up on yourself.

How did you get through the trough of your life?

In my short life journey, I was lucky enough to be asked several times. Usually, he either looks around or chooses silence. In my limited life, I have realized countless times that smile and silence are two very effective weapons. Smile can solve many problems, and silence can avoid many problems. I always feel that my life has not reached the stage of complete depression, and I am unable to answer such profound questions, so I always choose silence.

Until recently, I met my friend Xiao Yi under the circumstance of karma, and I came across her story, so I began to seriously think about this problem.

My friend Xiaoyi's father was born in the 1970s. He was born mentally retarded because of insufficient congenital conditions. Seeing that he is getting older, no girl wants to marry him. The helpless grandmother spent 6 thousand yuan to buy her mother from a trafficker. When I was three years old, my mother took the opportunity to escape because she couldn't stand living with her mentally retarded father. At the age of four, grandpa, the only economic pillar in the family, died of illness, and grandma, who was over 60 years old, could only take her to the garbage dump to pick up waste. When the house was rainy and rainy, the malicious neighbor tricked his father into drinking and turned him into a complete alcoholic in order to defraud his grandmother of her meager income in exchange for drinks. In order to survive and for her desperate father, grandma finally abandoned her.

At that time, she was only in junior high school and had no financial resources. It is never easy to add icing on the cake, and it is even harder to give charcoal in the snow. Relatives, friends and neighbors saw her situation, and no one was willing to lend a helping hand. She had to pick up the rubbish by herself. However, this is not enough. In order to survive for herself and her father, she married the son of a relative not far from home at the age of seventeen.

Marriage didn't save her, it just took her into another abyss.

Forced to make a living, she worked as a waiter, cleaner, courier, flyer and garbage collector. She has done all the work that can earn money, sometimes working as a temporary worker several times a day. Finally, she got a loan to go to college. It's just that I found out I was pregnant in my first year of college.

She is grateful to her husband. If her husband hadn't taken a fancy to her, she didn't know if she could survive such a day. More importantly, he gave her a home. Out of this gratitude, even if her husband is not good to her, she chooses tolerance and forbearance.

It's just that marriage has never been inclusive and forbearing. When I was pregnant for three months, a woman outside my husband came to me. Without the support of parents and family, she was driven out with her children. She went to the hospital for an abortion with only three thousand dollars at that time. After the operation, she went to look for a job because she had to support herself.

I just graduated with no work experience and didn't go to a prestigious school. My work has hit a wall everywhere. She can only find a cleaning job first to ensure a basic life. She fainted because of the sequelae of the operation and the hard work of cleaning up. After waking up in the hospital, the doctor told her that she might never get pregnant again because of extreme malnutrition.

She said that she would never forget that day. After the operation, I still had more than 1000 yuan on me, but it was stolen by pickpockets in the car. At that time, she was so tired sitting on the bus that she fell asleep in a daze and returned to the rented place to find that the money was gone. At that time, she felt completely desperate for life. She was very angry. Angry at fate. Angry at society. She doesn't understand why it's her and why she has to bear all this. She wanted to be free and chose to jump into the river to commit suicide, but a passing uncle saved her and said to her, "Little girl, you are still young. If you are not alive, how do you know if your future life is wonderful? "

"If life deceives you, don't be sad or impatient. Melancholy days need peace: believe in it and happy days will come. " Poetry is so vulnerable to real life and naked existence. Ip Man once said in "A Generation of Masters": "I have seen mountains, only to find that the saddest thing is life." This sentence explains the true meaning of life very well.

Her story reminds me of Yu Hua's work Alive, which I read many years ago. On that ordinary afternoon, the old man named Fu Gui recalled his life. Needless to say, I was recruited by half, and then my mother died of illness and my daughter was deaf. But this is by no means the end, just the beginning. His wife died of illness, his daughter died of dystocia in middle age, but his son-in-law died unexpectedly, even when the last grandson ate green beans. At that time, when I was young, I just thought it was funny. Is there anyone more miserable than him in this world? He lived for more than half a century and experienced several dynasties. In my twilight years, I was only accompanied by an old cow and a few rays of sunshine. Quietly recall, quietly tell, originally alive, just to live, not so many ambitious goals, not so much positive energy.

I've been thinking, if I were myself, can I do better than her? Can I last longer than her? She lives in a slum, but she is still trying to look up at the stars.

I read a herald once. The hero is a reporter. For work, he visited post-war Afghanistan. In the investigation, he mentioned a mother whose husband had no bones to resist the Soviet invasion. She fled with her only child to escape the war. She was raped by the police in a refugee camp in Pakistan and gave birth to a second child. Another year, he fled to the west and suffered another bad luck on the Iranian border. He was raped by soldiers at the border and gave birth to a third child. In this way, she gave birth to four children, and most of them were not the crystallization of love. But she didn't think so at all. She feels that every child is the most precious gift from God. They are the purest angels, and they have raised them for more than ten years. Holding, holding and carrying these children, she climbed mountains and mountains, waded through thorns in Shan Ye, crossed the war, spent the cold winter and avoided the heat; No matter what pain and misfortune life gives her, she always chooses to care for these children with fraternity and tolerate them with compassion.

What are we talking about when we are discussing how to spend the low period of life? Is it a distant lover, a deceased relative, or a parent who doesn't understand himself? Is it a low-paying job, or is it not admitted to an ideal university, or is it a series of failures when starting a business? Is it betrayed by friends, misunderstood by close people, or lost and at a loss?

A man's achievement lies not in how he enjoys victory, but in how he endures failure. Nothing can support us through the difficulties better than faith. As long as someone is still looking up at the stars, you shouldn't give up on yourself!

I once thought that my destiny was to be crushed into dust by history after a long life ordeal, which was enough to add a loess to the world that I couldn't prove myself.

If I haven't seen the sun, I can stand the darkness. From that friend, I got an understanding that I can't lose hope because of the hardships of life. My mother's story in that report showed me a kind of strength. We need a kind of faith in love.

Later, my friend Xiaoyi met her husband when she was in hospital. He is an honest farmer and his family is poor. Because my mother is in hospital and shares a ward with her, I feel sorry to see that she has no one to take care of her. When I cook for my mother, I always give her a copy. After a while, I gradually became familiar with her. Knowing her situation, I took the initiative to take care of her. She insists on eating either bone soup or fruit every day. For the first time, she experienced the feeling of being carefully cared for.

They didn't hold a wedding because economic conditions didn't allow it. She said, "As long as he is kind to me, that's enough. I am a man who is not afraid of death. Am I still afraid of being poor? I also live in poverty all the way. " Their married life is very boring. He is always kind to her. She smiled and said that now she has been raised from 80 kg to 120 kg by him. He not only takes care of himself, but also does his best for her father.

I went to the hospital for a physical examination a few days ago to confirm that she was pregnant with a baby. Now she is very happy. She said that she was very grateful for saving her uncle that day. If she were not alive, she wouldn't be happy now. I am also very grateful for those painful days, which made her know how to cherish everything today.

While blessing this friend, I am also amazed at the impermanence of things. Misfortune, like luck, needs people to bear it.

The so-called downturn is nothing more than a complete denial of our past and a complete loss of confidence in the future. Who hasn't experienced that moment? No one helped us and no one supported us. All things can only be carried by yourself, and all emotions can only be appreciated by yourself. Romain rolland said: "There is only one kind of heroism, that is, to love life after recognizing the truth of life." So, don't always get lost in life, be disappointed in the past, be at a loss for the present and be timid about the future. Don't always be boring, shallow envy and clumsy imitation. We need to learn to look up at the stars and embrace the sunshine!

Finally, I send you a poem by lermontov, which I like very much: "A ship is sailing alone at sea. It neither pursues happiness nor escapes it. It just sailed forward, with a quiet blue sea under its feet and a dazzling golden sun above its head. "

I am willing to spare no effort to meet better myself in life.

Article 3 of the inspirational diary: We just need to work hard to make the original choice correct.

A few days ago, I packed my things and a stack of money orders fell out of the cupboard. More than a hundred money orders were pinned with paper clips, and the top one was written with a pen, "This is growth!" " "The name of me and a girl named Lily is signed below. I sat on the ground and looked through every money order page by page. It was my first formal internship in my junior year, and I was in a group with an intern named lily. We haven't filled out the money order, and we don't know many requirements in it, such as the Chinese characters of numbers should be capitalized, and there should be no spaces between each word. The stricter we are, the more nervous we are. Then we made a mistake and wrote more than 65,438+000 people in Zhang Cai. I remember the boss told us with a pile of abandoned money orders: "Save it and turn it out five years later." This is your growth. "

I really keep it well. I worked as an intern for six months. I had a cheap lunch with lily, helped each other to write every copy and plan, and went to the finance department with trepidation to get a salary of 1200, depending on the financial situation. At that time, I had to go to work by bus for two hours every day, and then by bus for two hours. At that time, the bus fare was one day in 2 yuan, and the subway fare was 10 yuan. I don't want to take the subway, so I can only take a bus around the Third Ring Road. Lily is a student in a foreign university and lives at her boyfriend's house during her internship. Boyfriend and parents live in a bungalow in Beijing Hutong. She is not used to bungalows, nor to each other's parents. Sometimes it is difficult to take a bath in summer, and she is careful about everything. Compared with my distance, her dependence is more uncomfortable, so working hours are her happiest time. Lily is a beautiful girl with long legs, with a model-like figure and a fresh feeling like ginger. At that time, we didn't have any clear plans for the future. She was studying gre and wanted to go to the United States for postgraduate study. I'm considering whether to stay in this company as a full-time employee or apply for an internship in a better company. I clearly remember that we don't know the future, but no one is confused. We are very happy and stupid every day. Although we are poor, we are also very rustic. How long we work is often regarded as running errands, but no one really complains.

We were together all the time in that internship, and then we left separately. I went to the next awesome company to continue my internship, and she was really admitted to graduate school in the United States. Later, I graduated and found my dream job. Lily stayed in new york after studying in the United States. Once she told me that her dream company required "unpaid internship for 9 months", and I shouted, "This is not an internship. This is obviously a big test of survival. You are new york. "

Five years later, a few days ago, when I dug out the money order, I took a photo and sent it to Lily, who was signing a loan contract at the bank to buy her first apartment in new york. She asked me if I wanted to buy milk powder or something. I smiled and asked her if you could buy me ten years. Yes, five years later, we all grew up separately and lived a life that made us feel suitable and comfortable. We are all ordinary girls. Whether our every step is successful or not is perfect. None of us is strong or weak. We are all moving forward slowly like a grain in the universe, even if we fail, it is also a kind of growth; Even being confused is the price of youth. However, we all feel that every step we take must be worthy of ourselves.

Someone asked me, "I found a job and my boss gave me xxxx treatment." I think it's unfair. " "I just graduated with a monthly salary of 2000. Do you think this company is a liar? " Honey, I don't know. I don't know about you. Is this job worth doing? I can only talk about myself. The first social practice, selling drinks for 30 yuan a day, takes half a year to pay, in fact, it is only a few hundred dollars. The first internship, two months ***700 yuan, or a top 500 company, even the tax threshold is not enough; The first job, an enviable luxury company, started at 3000 yuan. I am not a famous school. My English is not as good as my mother tongue. I don't have as much knowledge as others I haven't read many books. I ate rice noodles crossing the bridge at the gate of the company for the first time all the year round, and I can't forget it for many years. I also have a lot of awesome people around me. Some boys become tall and luxurious consulting companies and investment banks after graduation, and even their parents can use the company's car to pick them up when they go to Beijing for business. Some girls start businesses before graduation and earn hundreds of thousands a day; Some students can get high marks in gre and get scholarships to go to the United States by learning casually. But these are not me, they are just the brightest lights around me. I looked up at them and then at myself. I really can't say anything and I can't complain. Complaining about social injustice? Or is the boss inhuman? Or is the company bullying me? Or reborn into a family with little money and no power? I don't know how to consider whether it is worthwhile for a person to do something. All I know is that with my background and foundation, in a place like Beijing, where there are piles of famous schools and cattle people, if I want to get what I dream of, I have to build a pagoda step by step and climb up step by step, so that no one will want to see me, whether it is work life or love marriage.

I finished reading a book about the struggle of famous American students the other day. The protagonist hangs out in a famous American university like he did in China, and one day he is ordered to drop out of school. His tutor gave him a trial reading opportunity, during which he studied hard and made amazing achievements ahead of the whole United States. In an instant, he changed from a loser who was laughed at by everyone to a successful person who applauded at the conference. All the honors, flowers, and the most beautiful chicks in America surrounded him. And he finally understood that when he was asked to drop out of school, he thought that the whole world was not good to him, that his mentor was retaliating against him, and that his ex-girlfriend was trampling on him maliciously, but in fact everything was his own making, and his own confusion and laziness made him fall into the trough of his life, and the world would never have a hard time with you. No matter what you get is good or bad, you do it yourself.

There is a saying: "There is no right choice at all, we just need to make the original choice correct." That's it.

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