What have you done to make yourself great?

Try to live the way you want to live

——Spirit Escaper

At any time, if there is someone by your side, you are either alone or Great happiness. The older you grow up and the more hardships you experience, the more you will realize this sentence. When I say this, I don’t mean that my experience was rough. My experience has not been bumpy, and my experience has not been earth-shattering. I am a person who loves writing, and I have been writing for more than ten years.

There was an old lady who commented to me and said: "I am almost 60 years old today and I read one of your articles. Now I am bursting with tears. I also love to feed small animals. A few days ago My son also told me about the nursing home. I feel like this is writing about me. "

After reading this comment, I asked myself, after more than ten years of perseverance, I still feel like this. What kind of sacrifice can’t be comforted? What else can't you let go of? What else is worth sighing about? No! Everything is perfect, thank you grandma for your message, thank you! I replied: "I am just writing about you."

Why do others watch a movie, a work, and an article? Why do others like it? There is only one reason. Others want to see themselves and human beings from your works! Everyone thinks this is the era of "kidney transplantation", but without a "heart", how can you get a kidney transplant? Therefore, any work must first be "heart-centered" and then "kidney-centered".

I am not from the Writers Guild, nor am I from the Poets Guild. I don't belong to any association. But I read more than a hundred comments and messages every day, and I feel very satisfied. When I write for myself, I also write for others. What did I say, what did I write, and what impact did I have on others? I've been thinking about it.

No matter how good a psychiatrist is, he cannot treat a hundred people in a day. It is a common saying that writers, writers, and poets are human spiritual engineers. But it tells a simple truth: what I do is right and beneficial to me and others.

When I was in high school, I received my first royalties for my song "Meditation". When it was delivered to my mother, she happily said: "My son will make money." I felt like I had touched honey. Later, I submitted articles again, about a dozen times, but did not win any prizes. I feel that I am not someone who can wait for an award. Every time I send out a manuscript and wait for someone to reply to you, it is a passive thing. You will have distracting thoughts in your mind, always wondering, has the manuscript arrived? Did the editor read it? Why was he ultimately defeated? What topic should I write about next time? Should I switch to another platform... Anyway, after thinking about this, I stopped submitting articles. Because I don’t write for submissions, I write for myself.

It is difficult for people to concentrate on one thing, so it is also difficult to succeed. But I feel that I am successful in writing. Because I didn’t have any royalties, I kept persevering. My mother said: "You can do it as a hobby, but you can't spend a lot of time on it." My sister said: "Wake up." My ex-girlfriend said: "When I see you sitting and writing now, I feel annoyed. ”

No! No matter what they said, I was unmoved. I know what I want, I know what I like. But I have to solve my own survival problem, so I am a naming planner. With the advent of the self-media era, I began to gain recognition and gain bread through my writing. Ten years is not too late. If this day doesn't come to me for another ten years, I can still live decently, and I must write about it.

It’s not that I was born to write, but I really feel that I should think about life, society, and the universe in this way. The first thing I want to do is not move you or the world, I first want to move myself.

To this day, I still live indifferently. But you will never see flattery or lies from my face. Because I don’t lie to myself. I feel like I have a responsibility to think for people who don’t have time to think, they need me, the world needs me. If you can't find what you need, life will be miserable. I can admit that I can't make money, but I don't admit that my life is miserable.

Always remember to live the way you want to live, not the way others want you to live. There are too many anxious people in this world. He always listens to what others say and changes direction without having any opinions of his own. Today is May 13, 2018, Mother’s Day. I answered a question on the headlines, which asked: "How to express your love for your mother in one sentence?" I wrote: "All mothers deserve the best ending.

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Mother, I wish you a happy Mother's Day. I am not unfilial, but my goal is too clear, so I have to move forward. When my friend introduces me every time, he says: "This is a young writer. So and so. "At first I felt ashamed. Later I introduced more and I didn't explain. People need a hat, so I wear this hat. I'm not afraid of others saying that I'm not from a certain association. On the contrary, I should be proud. It gives an answer to all people like me. I can make money by writing, and I can win bread and dignity with my words.

My family didn’t understand at first. , because they are not me. They have not seen the messages others have given me, and they have not experienced this process. Drinking is addictive, smoking is addictive, drinking coffee is addictive, and drinking tea is addictive. Who told you that writing is not addictive. ? It’s a habit, just like recording life. This is what I use to prove myself when I get older!

Of course, not everyone praises me. I have thought about some things and written popular science books. Naturally, some people will scold me. I don’t suggest that anyone can live without being scolded. Even writers like Mo Yan and Jia Pingwa were scolded when they were just starting out. , isn’t that more normal?

Even if others vent their emotions or show themselves to be smarter, I still do a good thing, my family, I don’t know what readers will do. Tell me what to say. Just like a 54-year-old middle-aged man from Yunnan who found my phone number and asked me if he could chat with me for 50 minutes. He said that he had read my blog and read every article for a whole week. He also bought all the electronic books I published and said that he supported my writing and said that my writing was really good. I was really moved to tears. Everyone wants to be recognized, but this process is undoubtedly difficult.

Mom, I am one step closer to the person I want to be. My readers are one step closer.

Human life is short. I have calculated it, 2.5 billion seconds, and I have 1.5 billion seconds left. This is a cruel number. It means that I have to be cruel to myself. But I may be happier than others. You can get happiness by helping others. I will remember every thank you in your message.

Thank me, and I thank you too. Life is short, and I obviously don’t have time to meet each of you, and you will pass by each of you, but if you read a sentence, an essay, or a popular science article of mine, even a little bit of enlightenment. , it’s all my love for you. Of course, I was selfish. I just wanted to touch myself first, then I can touch the world. Let’s write for another 10 years. Let’s see what you can write. I laughed. Thank you for your family’s support, thank you for your support, and thank you for your persistence. This life is short, so try to live your life as you want. < /p>

Excerpted from the prose works of independent scholars, writers, and artists.