The whole world is nothing more than two words: self-interest – or for profit, or for fame, or for peace of mind!
Today, a friend who helped me in my difficult times asked me if I knew why I had failed so badly. I asked him the answer, he did not tell me, only said a sentence: "Your cognition, too low, do not know what is happening in the world, you belong to the type of people who do not know what they do not know" - however, obviously I have always been curious and studious about the world all my life, even knowing that my health has been urgent, or because I am anxious to know more, but also to stay up late to study and work, is to understand more to gain the ability to control the harmonious relationship between myself and the world. How could he say that I belong to 95% of the world's population who "don't know what they don't know"! It really hurts my self-esteem and self-confidence!
I asked him what he thought I "didn't know what I didn't know", and he didn't answer, but was not happy because I said I didn't need a month of spare time, and it only took a few seconds to understand the "proportion of the world in the permutations of 'knowing' or 'not knowing' or 'not knowing' or 'knowing'. I know, I seem to have messed up again, and maybe another friend who has been unusually nice to me will because of my "inexplicable conceit" or unsympathetic (can't chat?). And alienated me!
Alas, I always mess up! Including his own obvious use of twelve points of loyalty, friendliness and hard work to serve the boss, this year's Spring Festival, but the boss no longer give gifts (the supplier sent, he would rather put it at the door for a few days to wait until the part-time packer came, all to him, did not send one to me) and no longer give red envelopes, suggesting that my work may be about to end...
That's it, I'm tired! Maybe my IQ and ability are not enough to cope with this complex world! After talking to that friend, my blood pressure unconsciously rose to the point of numbness in my hands, and the tears couldn't help but flow down, so sad that I couldn't continue working, even to the point where I urinated again less than a minute later— in the toilet, I thought about it carefully: Is my cognitive level really that low? What exactly is the key code of this world? Why did I spend half my life living without a way out of the law and failing in everything? Suddenly, the opening sentence came to mind - think about it, maybe, that is the true meaning of this world!
But I no longer resent, because how can I not be such a person myself? Just live like this - don't ask for anyone's understanding and tolerance, just try to live!
