Recently, "the town does the problem is ridiculed" on the hot search.
Small-town problem solvers are actually a group of small-town young people who have been immersed in hard study for more than ten years to enter a famous school, and when they enter the society, they find themselves "in addition to doing problems seem to have nothing", taking the title of self-deprecating.
A good old terrier, I didn't expect to be able to break out such a serious argument.
It is precisely because there is a media person who uses this word to ridicule the town as a problem maker, saying that the reason why they are anxious about The matter of Yi Qianxi is because they cannot pass the iron rice bowl of the compilation no matter how hard they try.
This shows a problem, that is, the preparation is becoming more and more difficult to test.
So rather than saying that this controversy is a counterattack of the small town's problem makers, it is better to say that everyone is venting their emotions about the difficult situation.
After all, the town is also a problem maker, and it is also a leader that few people can become.
《Acknowledgement》
In April 2021, mr. Huang Guoping, who graduated from the University of Chinese Academy of Sciences, thanked him for his doctoral dissertation on major online platforms and attracted the attention of many large media.
"I have come a long way and suffered a lot before I delivered this doctoral dissertation to you. Twenty-two years of study, all the way to the wind and rain and mud, many are not easy. It was like a dream, as if the family had been reunited yesterday. ”
The author studied hard under the kerosene lamp, caught fish and raised pigs to collect tuition fees, all the way out of the mountains to become a doctor of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and the courage to face difficulties touched many people.
At the same time, this emotional and sincere "Thanks" has also quickly become popular on many online platforms such as Douban, Zhihu, Weibo, etc., which is exactly the sentence "My life is up to me." ”
In this touching "Acknowledgements", the author writes:
I have come a long way and suffered a lot before I delivered this doctoral dissertation to you. Twenty-two years of study, all the way to the wind and rain and mud, many are not easy. It was like a dream, as if the family had been reunited yesterday.
I was born in a small mountain col, and my mother left home when I was twelve. My father didn't have many days at home, and even when I was too sick to go to the hospital myself, I only left enough money to treat the disease and then left.
When I was seventeen, after he died in a traffic accident, I cried a lot because no one cared about me when I got seriously ill again. In the same year, my mother-in-law, who lived with me, died of illness and was really powerless. She took care of me for seventeen years, but when she was buried, she was only a thin coffin. Another member of the family was the old dog Xiaohua, who guarded the grave for his father and mother-in-law, and then died when and where I went to high school in the city.
Qiu Hao, a computer enlightenment teacher like a brother, could not see my college acceptance letter, and the teacher and mother who took good care of me also died in a hurry before they were confused. Every time I go back to see them, the graves remind me that every minute of life is precious.
Human feelings are cold and warm, and life and death are certainly painful and helpless, while poverty may make people lose hope. The four walls of the house, writing homework or reading under the kerosene lamp are the happiest things in the evening. If it rains, the reserved program is to use bamboo shoot shell seva seams to prevent leakage of rain. The main sources of income before high school were catching yellow eels at night, fishing on weekends, raising piglets and renting out buffaloes. Over the years, the paddy fields and small rivers within a radius of ten kilometers have been measured countless times with my feet. Chased by dogs and snakes, falling into the water in the middle of the night, escaping home in the dark due to the storage battery entering the water; The tuition fee was not paid, but the yellow eel was secretly sold by his father, and then bought meat and wine, which was inevitable.
In addition to the poverty in life, there are also mental stimuli that huang Guoping can not forget: "The suffering of the people can still be overcome, but the dignity before the people is extremely fragile." During class, he was often called out of the classroom by the teacher for an interview because of the arrears of tuition. Wet class on a rainy day, maybe the back of the ass is still mud. Walking on a hot road barefoot in the summer. Shivering in his worn-out clothes in winter, he walked through the long aisle collar notebook. These could all be the last straw that crushed the camel's back. If it weren't for the fact that I could often receive a prize from the podium after the exam, and by the way, I could have posted a wall of awards to satisfy the final vanity, I might have given up long ago. ”
In the whirlpool of fate, exhausting efforts to fight for those things that may be ordinary, every turn seems so involuntary. Fortunately, fate still has a hint of pity. After entering high school, the school waived all tuition and miscellaneous fees, and Uncle Hu's family helped solve the living expenses. After entering the university, computers finally became my life's career and hope, and stomach ulcers and stomach bleeding finally parted ways with me.
At the end, he wrote about his expectations for his future life: it takes two and a half hours to take a bus from home to the county seat, and he has been looking forward to getting out of the mountains. From Juguangxiang Primary School, Dayinzhen Middle School, Yilong County Middle School, Mianyang Nanshan Middle School to Southwest University in Chongqing, and then to the Institute of Automation of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, I can't remember how many times I feel that I can't bear it because of the pressure of reality.
On this road, the belief is very simple, read the book down, and then go out and live in vain. The world is unpredictable, and the future is destined to face more complicated situations. But because of these bits and pieces, I have the courage and patience to face any difficulties and challenges. The ideal is not great, I only hope that I will be more than half a hundred years old, and I will still be a teenager when I return, and I hope that I will have the opportunity to re-understand the world and live up to the hardships I have suffered in this life. In the end, if you can still do something to make other people's lives better, then you will earn it in this life.
On this road, the belief is very simple, read the book down, and then go out and live in vain. The world is unpredictable, and the future is destined to face more complicated situations. But because of these bits and pieces, I have the courage and patience to face any difficulties and challenges. The ideal is not great, I only hope that I will be more than half a hundred years old, and I will still be a teenager when I return, and I hope that I will have the opportunity to re-understand the world and live up to the hardships I have suffered in this life. In the end, if you can still do something to make other people's lives better, then you will earn it in this life.
The author's acknowledgment recalls his experience of walking out of the small mountain pass and fighting against fate, and has touched countless netizens:
So, do you still have to question that knowledge changes destiny?
The Right Path
According to this hot topic, today I recommend to you a copy of He Changzai's "The Right Way", which tells the legend of the true path of a grassroots young Zheng Dao.
From a penniless college graduate to a chess game involved in the game of life and death, in the face of the pressure of social rules, the hunting of game rules, and the fiddling of fate, he constantly struggled and floated, but he always adhered to the right path in his heart, paved the way for himself with wisdom, and resolved various dilemmas with righteousness, pattern, and vision, and finally achieved a reverse turnaround and achieved the life and great cause he wanted.
Seek the way beforehand, and be a person in advance. What kind of deeds there are, what kind of things have become.
The Right Path
(Excerpt)
Text | Ho is always there
B Wei Nian, Gengchen Moon, Ding Ugly Day, Friday, sunrise time 5:22:00.
At five twenty-two minutes and nine seconds, Zheng Dao opened his eyes. Ten seconds later, he jumped out of bed and woke up on time. For ten years, he maintained a habit that never stopped — waking up at sunrise every day, minute by minute.
This is a habit that his father Zheng Jian spent five years cultivating for him to develop.
Every day the sunrise time is different, every day at sunrise to wake up, the world's best and most dedicated rooster can not do it! The difference between the earliest sunrise and the latest sunrise of the year is nearly three hours, which is equivalent to the human biological clock being synchronized with the rotation of the earth.
Dad taught Zheng Dao that everyone's opening time point is different, but the stupid bird flies first, as long as you get up at sunrise every day and persevere, after ten years, there will be great success.
Zheng Dao did not want to sleep later than the dog, get up earlier than the chicken, and refute his father - "The Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic" Yun: Spring and March, all things are proud, lie down at night and get up early; Summer and March, everything is gorgeous, lying down at night and getting up early; Autumn and March, the earth is bright, lying down early and getting up early; Winter and March, don't disturb the sun, lie down early and get up late... Spring, summer and autumn can barely go to bed early and get up early, he does not want to leave the warm bed early in the big winter when the water is dripping into ice, and get up late in the winter to fit the way of health.
Dad did not reason with Zheng Dao, standing in front of his bed on time every day, playing a set of tai chi first, if he had not yet risen, Dad would turn on his old age machine to the maximum volume to play square dance music.
To this day, Zheng Dao wakes up every day, and the first thought that flashes in his mind is the strong and exciting music sound, either "Little Apple", "The Most Dazzling National Style", or "Standing on the Grassland looking at Beijing".
It took ten years for zheng Dao to develop the habit of sunrise under the supervision of his father's rogue plus rendering, starting at the age of fifteen, and insisting on it for ten years!
Today is his twenty-fifth birthday.
The terrace on the second floor is located in the southeast corner, about twenty square meters, facing the rising sun. After a set of tai chi, Zheng Dao's breathing was even and long, and instead of sweating, he was a little more refreshed.
After playing tai chi, he practiced the five-bird play again and saw the sun sprinkling on every corner of the terrace.
Along the corner of the wall grows loofah, the shelf is growing happily cucumbers, along the railing placed in the narrow plastic incubator planted with green leafy vegetables, plus a pergola, a set of tables and chairs, as well as a few pots of bonsai and flowers in the open, the small terrace is full of full, full of life.
In the yard on the first floor there are two large trees that are at least thirty years old, one is a plane tree and the other is a soap horn tree. The soap horn trees are facing the second-floor terrace, and it is the flowering season, and the pale yellow clusters of grape bunches hang from the branches like a hanging wind chime. The wind blows and the flowers move, and sometimes the petals fall, like smoke like a dream.
The plane tree is also leafy, and the leaves that stretch out to indicate that summer has begun, and the canopy shades the sky and the canopy of the soap horn tree, covering the yard in front of the door and forming a large green place. The best is summer, whether it is early in the morning or evening, in the courtyard to cool off or eat, do not hear the noise of cars, do not see pedestrians rushing, quite "hide in the small building into a unified, manage his winter, summer and spring and autumn" quiet.
Zheng Dao looked at the courtyard downstairs, strangely, there was no figure of his father who came back with fritters and tofu brains as usual. He had some doubts, his father, who had always been punctual and never got up late and would not leave a breakfast, what happened today? Breakfast is even more important to the health-conscious father than his son.
A gust of wind blew and rolled up the leaves and petals scattered in the corner of the terrace, forming a small wind whirl... The wind started at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and the illness began at the time of Wei Lan - somehow, Zheng Dao suddenly came up with this mantra that his father hung on his lips.
"Zheng Dao, Zheng Dao, I went downstairs, are you up?" He Xiaoyu's crisp voice came from the third floor, and without waiting for Zheng Dao to answer, her figure flashed and appeared on the terrace.
The weather in May is hot and cool at first, not as hot as the midsummer in June. He Xiaoyu only wore shorts and shorts, casually tied a pill head, and his slender thighs were healthy and well-proportioned. With a palm face, light eyebrows, and a height of one meter and six seven meters, she is like a lush tree, standing tall and full of vitality.
Shimen, the capital city of the northern plain, although it has initially entered the summer, after all, it has not reached the real hot season, and there are still some coolness in the morning and evening, and there are not many girls who dress so coolly in the morning. With a toothbrush in her mouth and a cup of water in her hand, one foot in slippers and the other barefoot, she looked panicked and confused and said, "No, something went wrong, something big happened!" Zheng Dao, your father is gone! ”
Zheng Dao rubbed his stomach disapprovingly and said, "He is not a child, how could he have disappeared?" Leave him alone. Did you have anything to eat? I am hungry. ”
He Xiaoyu quickly ran to the bathroom on the second floor, rinsed his mouth, and then wiped his mouth with Zheng Dao's towel, seeing Zheng Dao's surprised expression, she muttered dissatisfactorily and said: "I don't hate you, what else do you want?" Hurry, see where Uncle Zheng has gone. ”
Really gone? Zheng Dao wondered more and more, where can a single old man in his fifties run? Despite thinking so, but his feet did not stop, Zheng Dao returned to the room to find the mobile phone and called his father.
Shutdown.
Zheng Dao still did not go to his heart, turned back to see He Xiaoyu's other shoe was also kicked off by her, and two pink feet stepped on the floor, he couldn't help but smile, touched her hair, and said: "Little Lady, how many times have you said that the shape of cold drinks cold lungs, and the human body, the lungs are canopy, in the highest place." You usually like to eat cold drinks and cold food, even if you always sleep with the air conditioner cover covered, which is not good. If you hurt your lungs, you will get a chronic disease for a lifetime. ”
"Titicaca—" He Xiaoyu deliberately coughed hard a few times and pushed Zheng Dao's hand away, "Don't rub my head." I've said it ten thousand times, I'm not a little girl, I'm twenty-one years old! Remember, Zheng Dao, my name is He Su Zhen, nicknamed Xiao Yu. Call me a little girl later, I will not have a relationship with you! Also, I don't listen to your old Chinese medicine theory, what can not drink cold water, can not turn on the air conditioning, can not step on the ground barefoot, I am biased! I'm just full of energy! ”
He Xiaoyu heard a coughing sound coming from upstairs and immediately lowered his voice: "Oh, my father is awake." If he knows that Uncle Zheng is missing, and he is determined to urge you to rent, you must be mentally prepared to be scolded. But don't be afraid, there is me covering you, the old man does not dare to be too arrogant, but it is difficult to obey. ”
A gust of wind blew, and the wind chimes in Zheng Dao's room clanged. It was He Xiaoyu's masterpiece, and once she didn't know why, she made a wind chime by hand on a whim, and had to hang it in Zheng Dao's room. On the desk, a piece of A4 paper was blown by the wind and floated up.
Zheng Dao took a step forward, and when he saw that the A4 paper was about to fly out of the window, he suddenly extended his right hand, grabbed it, and only looked at it and held his breath.
Zheng Dao, see the words as they are!
The font with more than enough vigor and insufficient roundness is exactly Dad's handwriting.
Letters are written with a brush.
Just a few words, it is difficult to say a word! Please forgive Dad for not saying goodbye, and don't waste your time looking for Dad. Since I don't quit, I won't let you find it!
Okay, why play Missing? Zheng Dao shook his head, this year's old man... It's hard to bring!
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