<h1 class= "pgc-h-arrow-right" > useless criticism</h1>
The late Warner Meg once confessed: "Thirty years ago I understood that it is foolish to blame man, and even if I do not complain that God did not distribute intelligence evenly, I have found it very difficult to restrain my defects." ”
Warner Meg learned this lesson very early, but I myself walked blindly in this ancient world for more than thirty years before I suddenly realized... Ninety-nine times out of a hundred, no one will criticize himself for any single thing, no matter how wrong he is.
Criticism is useless, because it adds a layer of defense to one's defence and tries to defend oneself. Criticism is also dangerous, it can hurt a person's self-esteem, and feelings of self-esteem, and provoke his rebellion.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" > the most perfect head of state in the world. - Lincoln</h1>
In this case, you can understand that it is the natural nature of human beings to only blame others for doing wrong things, and never to blame ourselves, as is the case for each of us. So when you and I are going to criticize others tomorrow, think of People like Carbon, Crowley, and Fore.
Criticism is like a pigeon that will always fly home. We need to understand, we want to correct or condemn the person, he will also defend himself, and in turn condemn us. Like the gentle Taft, he would say something like, "I don't know what to do to be different from what I've done." ”
On the morning of Saturday, April 15, 1865, Lincoln lay in the bedroom of a humble apartment. The apartment was just across the street from the Ford Theater, where he had been sniped. Lincoln's slender body lay on a short, sunken bed, against the edge of the bed, hanging a replica of the Penghan "Horse Exhibition", and a gas lamp emitted a dim, faint light.
As Lincoln lay dying, Secretary of War Stanton said, "Lying there is the most perfect Fuehrer in the world." ”
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" > no criticism, no complaining, no accusation</h1>
"When a man argues and argues," Bowning puts it this way, "he is no longer ordinary in a number of ways. ”
When I was young, I wanted people to know about me, and I wrote a letter to a very reputable writer in the American literary world, his name was "Taiweis", and I was going to write some articles about literary writers to a magazine, so I asked Taiweis to tell me about his method of writing.
A few weeks later, I received a letter with the following note: "The letter is oral and has not been reread" After seeing these two sentences, it attracted my attention, and I believe that the person who wrote this letter must be a big person who is busy with affairs, but I am not busy at all. But I was anxious to get the attention of the great writer Travis, and after writing a brief reply, I added the following sentences: "The letter is dictated and has not been reread." ”
Tevez did not bother to reply to me again, but only returned my letter, but a few words were scribbled below: "Your attitude is beyond repetition." ”
Yes, I did it wrong, and maybe I deserve such a rebuke. But human nature dictated it, and this made me deeply resentful, and I felt extreme resentment toward him. Even ten years later. When I learned of Thevez's death, I still hated him deeply. And I was ashamed to admit that it was he who had scarred me.