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In '93, I was admitted to a technical secondary school, and my cousin was admitted to a high school and university, and now my living situation is very different

author:Mengqi talks about cars

In that turbulent ninety-three years, my cousin and I stood on two paths in life. I was admitted to a secondary school, while my cousin embarked on the journey from high school to university. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the trajectory of our lives shows a completely different landscape.

In '93, I was admitted to a technical secondary school, and my cousin was admitted to a high school and university, and now my living situation is very different

Background of the event:

That year, the family's financial situation did not allow both children to go to high school. As the eldest daughter in the family, her cousin had high expectations, and her desk was always piled up with reference books. As for me, I can only choose secondary school, which is a more practical choice, and it is also an education path that my family can afford.

My cousin's high school life was full of challenges and pressures, and she often studied hard under the lamp late at night. I learned practical skills at secondary school and soon started my working life. Our communication is decreasing, and our lives are like two trains, heading in different directions.

Today, my cousin works as an executive in a large company, and her office window looks out on the city's busiest street. And I, running a small factory, although not wealthy, can be regarded as a small achievement. Our lives, like the choices of that year, went out of two worlds.

In '93, I was admitted to a technical secondary school, and my cousin was admitted to a high school and university, and now my living situation is very different

Whenever there is a family gathering, looking at my cousin's glamorous appearance and my ordinary dress, my relatives are always full of emotion. But I know that everyone's life has its own unique value and meaning. My cousin's success is admirable, and my ordinariness has extraordinary happiness.

As time passed, my cousin and I continued to live at our own pace. My cousin's status in the company is getting higher and higher, and she travels a lot to attend various international conferences. And I, although I didn't fly as high as my cousin, I also found my own little world, and in my little factory, I was my own master.

In '93, I was admitted to a technical secondary school, and my cousin was admitted to a high school and university, and now my living situation is very different

Life Transitions:

My cousin's success did not make me feel inferior, but inspired me. I started to try new business directions, my small factory gradually expanded, and the business got better and better. I know that everyone's success is what they look like, and you don't have to compare it to others.

In '93, I was admitted to a technical secondary school, and my cousin was admitted to a high school and university, and now my living situation is very different

Support for Families:

My family has always been my strongest support. My wife and children always give me the most sincere encouragement and support. Whenever I come home and see their warm smiles, I know that this is my greatest treasure.

In '93, I was admitted to a technical secondary school, and my cousin was admitted to a high school and university, and now my living situation is very different

Significance of the story:

My cousin and I, although we have taken different paths, have both found our own places in our respective fields. Although our life situations are very different, we all have our own happiness and success.

Reflections on the ending:

In this diverse world, everyone has the opportunity to find their own stage. Whether it is at the pinnacle of our careers or working silently in an ordinary position, we should all be proud of our choices. At the end of the story, there is no mixture of joy and sorrow, only a deep understanding of life and a beautiful expectation for the future. Our story, like the choices of that year, continues to flow slowly through the long river of time.

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