This is the twenty-seventh goodnight story that accompanies you to sleep

We just haven't come to the end yet, well, just watched the hot search for the realistic version of "Alive". The uncle whose parents died, the eldest brother died, his wife and children died early, and he used a scooter to pull his mentally handicapped brother to work, and only an old dog accompanied him, and he had a good ending. Ten years after the interview, he got married and had a lovely 5-year-old daughter, happy and happy. I can't help but think of the graduation thanks of the doctoral student I forwarded two days ago. The tragic colors of the first half of their lives are strikingly similar. The doctor said that he had come a long way and suffered a lot before he delivered his thesis to everyone. My mother left home at the age of twelve, my father died in a car accident at the age of seventeen, and my mother-in-law died of illness in the same year. There is only a puppy named Lao Hua, but because he must go to the city to go to high school, he finally "does not know when his life will end". But the ending of the story is still happy ending. He finished college, got his Ph.D., and his future was bright. These two stories actually prove the same thing - "the core of tragic fate can live a full and happy way of life." Can't help but think of the story of Sisyphus. Sisyphus was a figure in ancient Greek mythology, and the gods punished him for pushing a boulder from the base of the mountain to the top of the mountain, but every time he was about to reach the top, the boulder would roll down again. So he pushed the boulder again and again. Many people say that this punishment is like life, absurd, bitter, and endless. But Camus confirmed that Sisyphus was the real hero. Because even if life is as absurd as pushing a boulder, he still chooses to move forward, chooses to push it again and again, for him, resistance can have happiness. Camus wrote this: "Live, live with the rifts that the world has given us, smooth each other's wounds with broken palms, and stubbornly face happiness." For there is no fate that punishes man. And as long as you do your best, you should be happy, embrace the light of the moment, do not hope in the empty utopia, and exhilarate, because survival itself is the most powerful resistance to absurdity. Really, very powerful. I also often feel that the background of life is suffering. Ordinary people like us are born far away from Rome, and the tentacles are only barren. It is as if a long journey of life is enough to achieve an ordinary happiness. But I also often encourage myself that happiness should still be pursued even if it is distant, even if it is ordinary, even if it is small. Because if you choose to live a life of obedience to suffering, it will be blindly suffering. But if you choose not to be a plaything of fate, you will definitely find courage and taste the sweetness. Moreover, happiness is no big or small, and the ordinary is already satisfied. There is a line that has been in my memorandum for a long time, from "Foreign-related Hotel". “Everything will be all right in the end. So if it is not all right, it is not yet the end. This means that everything will have a happy ending. If it's not good enough right now, it's that you haven't come to the end yet. Every time I'm frustrated, I flip it out and take a look. Don't be discouraged, friends. Most likely, very likely, we just haven't come to the end yet.