"Essays" for people like me

I like a song "People Like Me" that Mao is not easy to sing, and I like the lyrics that are simple and unpretentious and sing into people's hearts. Every time I hear this song, I feel like a person in the song.

　　 The lyrics of "Vulgar people like me never like to pretend to be deep" simply resonate with me too much, making me secretly admire Mao is not easy, and a few words speak the voice of most people.

　　 Like the song "people like me", what kind of person is that?

　　 Thinking about myself, I came up with a basically reliable answer.

　　 First of all, I'm a vulgar person. A life of mediocrity, doing nothing; shallow in sight, like a frog at the bottom of a well. On the level of education and education, although I am ashamed to talk about it, I cannot deceive myself. He dropped out of school at a young age and did not graduate from junior high school, so that he half lived in remorse. Although he once had great ambitions, he was a master and a low person, and in the end he could only accept that he could not get rid of his humble fate.

　　 When I was young, mathematics made my head dull, so I developed an instinctive preference for words. It was just very embarrassing, tinkering with words for several years, and there was no good work that made everyone praise, and at the same time fulfilled the joke that my father once said that "the article cannot be put in the pot and boiled".

　　 Although I have an instinctive appreciation for talented cultural people, I never superstitiously believe in cultural people, because I always remember an ancient poem : "Every time you slaughter a dog, you are a reader." I care more about character than I do with my literary style, so I never easily worship any cultural celebrity. The more conservative and old-fashioned personality makes me stubbornly like ancient poetry and classical books more. Compared with today's long talk, the so-called chicken soup for the soul, I prefer the few words of the ancients, which are concise and concise, and make people feel enlightened.

　　 According to my sister, I was born stupid, and when I was young, I got a lot of beatings because I was stupid. In the era of material poverty, when I was a child, I still had the problem of being hungry, so my mother often beat me to death because I was good at eating, and while beating me, she asked: "Okay?" ”

　　 According to my sister, I was so stupid that I was bleeding, and I should have said to my mother, "I'm not good anymore," but I said the opposite, still crying and agreeing: "I'm just right." ”

　　 My stupidity made my eldest sister bleed from her stomach and shouted, "You just say' I'm not good anymore,' or you'll have to fight again." ”

　　 The eldest sister taught countless times before I changed my mouth.

　　 I was a fool when I was young, and now only my sister is most impressed.

　　 When I was nineteen years old, I came back from a part-time job in Guangdong, and I actually had a whimsical idea and wanted my father to send me to re-study. My father refused, and I borrowed books in desperation to teach myself, so I read books at home every day and took notes.

　　 The family also said that I was in the clouds and mist, and regarded me as a monster. My mother and sister had a single thought about letting me find a boyfriend and forcing me to go on a blind date. But as soon as I saw the boy's hooked nose, I had no interest in talking to him. People talked to me, and I ignored it, so the boy who was originally favored by everyone was disappointed and left.

　　 In fact, with his family background and academic qualifications, there is no reason to be picky, he graduated from high school, and he only fell behind by a few points in the university, and he did not look so vulgar. But at that time, I couldn't look at his hooked nose, thinking it was a symbol of cunning.

　　 I am the idiot who dislikes complicated personnel the most, and there is an instinctive rejection of people who feel cunning. I care about the first feeling.

　　 I like people of true temperament, so when I met my husband at the age of twenty, I ignored the fact that his hometown was flooded and even the house was washed away, and I married him despite the opposition of my parents and relatives.

　　 At that time, although he looked like a child, and even had a little potential for a big turnip, he still made me feel his frankness. He didn't hide in front of me, and his frankness made me impressed by this quality.

　　 As it turns out, he didn't bother at all and never messed around. Twenty years of getting along has also verified that I didn't look away at first, and he was really a person with a real temperament.

　　 If he still has a little more literary and artistic cells in him, if his personality is still gentle and considerate, it is simply impeccable, but he does not even like to read books, and he has a preference for mathematics, physics and chemistry in middle school, but he is much smarter and more pragmatic than me, but sometimes he is too grumpy.

　　 Perhaps because of the lack of a common language, I always felt that my soul had been in a state of loneliness, and because of this, I had some regrets and longings.

　　 Now, after experiencing too many things, I also know some truths about life. Perhaps there are defects in life, it is impossible to be satisfactory, only those who accept the shortcomings will not drill the horns and will not draw the ground as a prison.

　　 I used to chase, chase after the old man like my father's friend, and be able to accompany myself for the rest of my life, until the end of my life, I would cling to my hand at the end of my death, choking and saying: Good man!

　　 But now that I have figured it out, such a person cannot be sought, and I do not have the charisma of my father's personality, which is enough to shock people's hearts. To reach a long-term tacit understanding between people, it also needs time, place, and people.

　　 Now I don't want to deliberately keep people who are destined to be just passers-by in their own lives. After deleting many people, I felt that life was simpler and my heart was more peaceful.

　　 I don't care what other people say about me, look at me, I just know that I used to be sincere, I used to be sincere, I used to patiently untie the knot for a boy I didn't know, and I also opened my heart to people from afar, I don't have to morally kidnap myself to continue to be other people's viewers, and I don't have to be obsessed with too much scenery.

　　 Today, my husband's niece launched a video chat with me from her hometown, saying that she would send us some wax fish and curd milk. She knows that we are in another country and remember the food of our hometown.

　　 My heart was touched, though I wouldn't say something sensational to her to thank Dade.

　　 It is not unusual for a person to be good to others for a while, but it is rare that twenty years are as good as one day! My niece made me understand the true disposition of the person, she will always be the same look. It is a great fortune to meet such a person, and her sincerity also makes me want to repay my life. Unfortunately, I am now a poor ghost, and I can't repay her too much, I can only tell my children that if I don't have a wish in the future, I must put it in my heart and realize my dream for me.

　　 As a result, I also feel that I should adjust my concept and spend more time and energy on people who are more worthy of cherishing. I said to myself, don't think that too many people are good to you, one or two is enough; don't pursue the vain head, it has nothing to do with whether you are really good or not, it has nothing to do with rich and poor, and it has nothing to do with the factors identified in the eyes of too many secular people. I don't have to be far away, I don't have to be realistic.

　　 In the days to come, I am such a person: I will not change myself easily for anyone, and I will never lose someone who deserves my life. I will not morally kidnap myself as a gentleman, nor will I allow myself to be a despicable villain. What others think of me is a small matter; how I see myself is a big thing.

　　 In one sentence, I want to summarize how I want to live: live casually and affectionately, don't care how many people look up to you, just hope that not too many people cast blank eyes.

　　 People like me may be neurotic in the eyes of others. But I don't care. It doesn't matter if there are not too many people who look up to me, there are a small number of people who roll their eyes because I am mediocre and cold, it doesn't matter, the snobbish little people have never been human in my heart, I just want: I am not ashamed of the sky, I am not ashamed, not too many people roll their eyes at me because I am dark, shameless, and despicable.