I accidentally saw a news: Tsinghua high-quality student as a security guard monthly salary of two thousand, it is said that he once had a dream of being a scientist, once he also lived in the proud eyes of the villagers, what made him give up high-paying work? It is not that huaicai does not meet, but when the dream and reality collide violently, they choose to be content with the status quo. This reminds me of a friend next to me. She didn't seem as lucky as I was, and after graduating from college, her job changed back and forth, still not particularly ideal, and finally returned to her hometown to marry a woman and became a full-time mother. Sometimes I feel sorry for her, she is more difficult than me, more patient than me, hard to graduate from college and work for a few years, but finally back to the place where she came to stay at home to guard the two acres of land to teach her husband and children. Once she also stubbornly wanted to seek a beautiful space, when she fell head and broke the blood flow, she knew that society was far more complicated than we imagined, and people's hearts were far more difficult to speculate than imagined, always thinking that everyone in the world was like her. In the past, she had always been so good at considering the feelings of others, but in the end it was herself who was hurt, and then she found that she was not so strong, and she was still so vulnerable, a word from someone else, an action was enough to break her, who would consider whom, who would care about whom? I used to live in the greenhouse, I was not happy to go home, I put on a face, I lost my temper randomly, and now I came out of the greenhouse to find that the things behind the beautiful illusion were so unbearable. When we were young, we didn't know how many ideals we had in our hearts, and we were fanatical about it, and we blew big jokes about it. As we grow older, we slowly find that no matter how hard you try and how hard you can't achieve your inner wishes, in fact, they are just fantasies, and life forces us to choose reality and bravely give up our ideals. We can only be honest and honest, diligent and earnest, and take every step of life to get closer to the ideal.
Ideals make reality transparent, reality makes ideals vision, between ideals and reality, we struggle for a long time, we finally choose reality, we compromise, the heart is so helpless, in order to survive we change our ideals over and over again. Making money is harder than eating, and it's a far cry from what you think, in this era of fighting daddy. For those of us who have no money and no background, it is really not easy to get down to the ground. It also made us a veritable ant family, living in a rented house with poor conditions and eating cheap vegetables... In stark contrast to this city, I deeply feel the gap between rich and poor, in the same city, but two completely different worlds. Those bustling cities and those so-called successful people are my ideals, and our group of people is the reality.
The ideal is always full, the reality is always cruel, in order to survive, we have to compromise step by step with reality, choose our own way of survival and work, it is really not easy, every day there are different choices, ideal and realistic choices, good and bad choices, right and wrong choices... Whatever the final choice, we are always compromising on reality.