For those young people who have lost in many wars, hard work is more important than choice.

I met two friends at Xiaolongkan Hot Pot yesterday.

Arrived at the door of the store at five o'clock, row A28, there are seven tables in front. It was estimated that it would take two hours, so I began to sit on the red stool in front of the store.

Two friends and I have graduated for three years, and everyone has chosen their own career direction. Friend A is a graduate student and C works in a human resources company. In three years, I have achieved a middle-level position. After graduation, I took an examination of civil servants and worked in a grassroots government unit.

After a few commonplaces and a slapstick joke, A suddenly said solemnly, "I really envy you. You're all working, and I'm still struggling with how to choose a job. Choice is more important than hard work. I should have come out to find a job at the beginning, and now I won't be so embarrassed. "

I was about to refute, but C spoke first.

"A ship without direction is retrograde wherever it goes. But a ship without power, even in thousands of directions, has no choice. "

Just hearing this sentence, I really feel a pot of chicken soup on my forehead.

"You don't know how I got here. For me, hard work is much more important than choice. " C said calmly.

Yes, in fact, for most children who grow up in ordinary families, efforts are to give them a chance to choose.

C is so, so am i.

02

I studied hard when I was a student, but my grades just couldn't get up. I have tried countless cram schools, VIP one-on-one private education, staying up late and getting up early to squeeze out more time to study than others.

However, my grades are standing still, and there will never be talented students who can get good grades in exams as long as they attend classes and don't do homework after class.

I am a poor student, but at least I am a poor student who works hard.

Since junior high school, my friends and I have participated in the school recruitment of a famous local school, and my friends passed it smoothly. I missed the list by two points and went to an ordinary middle school. At that time, I thought losing two points was just a matter of luck.

I attended a cram school for six subjects in junior high school. It is no exaggeration to say that the paper I made was half my height, so I worked hard and felt that I had stepped into a prestigious school with half a foot. In reality, when my grades were not higher than those in public schools, my parents simply sent me to a private boarding school, because my mother said, "send me far away, out of sight, out of mind."

I can't remember how many inspirational chicken soup articles I have read, and how many times I buried myself in bed and still brushed "five-year college entrance examination, three-year simulation". When I was in the third year of high school, I never took a lunch break, and my classmates could see my efforts. The teacher said to my parents, "Your child should be able to get a copy if he works hard." My parents thought it might be time for me to prove myself, and they also gave me "expert" advice on how to dress up for the exam, so as to improve my fortune.

As a result, I scored 5 13 in the college entrance examination that year, three points short, and entered the second line.

Yes, I took three exams.

I still remember the mood of that year.

During that time, my parents were particularly afraid of answering the phone calls from relatives and friends, and people who didn't contact at ordinary times were particularly concerned about my grades at this time.

They comforted my parents on the phone.

"Not bad, at least I went to college. No, don't criticize her. Learning is not easy! "

"Oh, my baby, he didn't do well in the exam. He only got 2 1 1. The teacher said that his score was at least 985, and his performance was abnormal ... "

Well, who cares about a poor student who studies hard? In this eager for quick success and instant benefit society, people no longer pay attention to the process, but only recognize the results. Nobody cares about your efforts. In the face of failure, your efforts are like a joke.

From junior high school, junior high school, senior high school entrance examination to university, parents have never looked up in their interpersonal circle, which is "endless disappointment" in my mother's words.

That year, A, who didn't work so hard, chose to take the road of art. Although I only got 30 points in math, I was successfully admitted to a 985 prestigious school in the Imperial Capital and lived a colorful life. Hard-working C, like me, was admitted to a three-B college, which is a long way in the urban-rural fringe of a remote city.

03

At this point in the story, choice seems to be much more important than hard work.

At the beginning, I worked hard and didn't see my choice, but A, who took the shortcut, reached the destination effortlessly.

Is that really the case?

I have always liked Mayday, and I love the song "Stubborn" that makes people's ears cocoon. Fortunately, I still have this stubbornness. I am still the poor student who studies hard.

After four years of university, the teachers in the three universities are really limited and the living conditions are really difficult. I still try to pass CET-4 and CET-6, get all kinds of professional certificates, be serious and get a full scholarship. Thanks to those who let themselves fly in the university, thanks to their idleness, let me harvest the first wealth in my life.

I began to prepare for the civil service exam in my junior summer vacation, and took part in the national exam in my senior year last semester. I passed the Shenzhen customs exam and failed the list.

It doesn't matter, I also want to believe that when the result is not good enough, there must be a reason, and I will try again.

That year, I saw the news of the success of A research in my circle of friends. I envy in my heart and blame fate. Why are they so lucky?

Let's keep trying. Three months before the provincial examination, I applied for the public examination training class with a scholarship. I take a bus from Chengnan District to Beicheng every day, and it takes me two hours to go back and forth. I have classes alone, eat alone and go home alone.

People who fight alone are really cute.

04

In three months, I used 47 water-based refills. Two weeks before the exam, my right hand was inexplicably swollen and I couldn't write it at all. The doctor said that I had a muscle strain and needed acupuncture and physiotherapy first, but it would take half a month to fully recover. I still have two weeks of exams, but it will take half a month for my hand to recover. This feeling is like, on the battlefield, when you want to jump out of the trench and fight the enemy head-on, you have already exhausted the bullets.

Fortunately, I am stubborn and good at fighting. A week later, I got back in shape. When I filled in the position, I chose a municipal government agency with a good location, right in the city center. At that time, only three people were recruited, but 1 0,000 people have already signed up successfully.

I have experienced so many failed exams that my fate has no choice. In the eyes of many great gods, civil servants disdain the days when they can see the end at a glance. In their eyes, it is a refuge for those who have no ideals, are content with the status quo and escape from society.

But for me at that time, it was a kind of unwilling practice.

I finally succeeded.

In the year when I worked hard to realize my dream, A also successfully started her research life, and C entered the workplace and did odd jobs in a well-known property company with a monthly salary of 2000.

Choose the right direction, don't run, you can only wander in the same place.

If you choose the wrong direction, climb slowly and you will reach the finish line.

Choice and hard work are never a right or wrong question, but hard work will definitely be more important than choice, because hard work means having more choices.

Choice is an opportunity.

Good luck, but not often.

And hard work is real energy.

When the valley is low, I will accompany you out of the mud without dyeing.

When you reach the top, I advise you to keep going.

If I have time to go back to my senior year, I want to say to the person who feels abandoned by the world and owed by fate with a report card.

"Thank you for your efforts, which is why I am so good."