I am most afraid that you will give up your efforts and take it for granted.

one

Talking to a girl, she complained that her income was too small to afford a car and a house, and she was fine when she was single. She was embarrassed when she talked about marriage. Her parents paid all the money together, but the couple had to bear the expenses of decoration and furniture.

She worked for four years, her salary was gone every month, and the bill on her credit card was always negative. she asked me sadly: is there any good way to make money?

She said that she works in a state-owned enterprise, which lies in being relaxed and never working overtime. I asked casually: have you ever considered taking a part-time job after work?

I thought about it, but what do I do? She said: driving fast is too tiring, brushing is too low, there is nothing to show the talent and skills, opened an online store in the past two years, but also closed down because of poor management.

Why don't you make a breakthrough in your job? Although it is impossible to soar into the sky, the salary can be raised a little bit. I said again.

She replied me with a long sigh: you don't know, our company can make an exception to promote are all technical posts, such as my kind of clerical work, there are a large number of veterans who have been employed for more than ten years are still on their heads, how can it be so easy to break through?

Well, then. . Job hopping? I used my killer's mace.

How can it be so easy to jump in a position like ours? She immediately retorted: if you stay here, you can still be relaxed and tired. when you go to other companies, you will do more work than here, and the benefits will be less and less, and it will not be cost-effective. Besides, at my age, I don't have any children.

So you haven't considered learning any other skills? I'll keep asking.

I couldn't calm down before, but now I'm ready to have a baby when I get married, and I don't have time to learn. She continued to complain about the plight of reality and the embarrassment of her pockets, and ended up with a sentence: I am an ordinary person, and there is nothing I can do to live like this.

She obviously belongs to a group of people we are all familiar with: she is very reluctant to complain to you about the difficulties of life, and she seems to ask for advice modestly, but no matter what advice you give, they will refute you with 11,000 reasons and try to get you to agree with her point of view:

Look, this is my life. I can't help it, and neither can you, so it's the only way.

That's it, go to bed with unreconciled melancholy, wake up the next day, but still repeat the life of the day before.

two

In fact, I can understand such a sense of helplessness. No matter how hard people try, there will always be moments when they are dizzy by realistic demon mirrors. At some desperate and powerless moment, who doesn't want to spread out their hands and return to life a Ge You lying helpless?

The first time I felt powerless was when I bought a car, which was my second year of work. I saved up enough down payment for a car, went to several auto shows excitedly, and spent the whole afternoon in a 4S store.

Just as I was about to make the payment, a girl came to the store, who looked at most two or three years older than me, and went straight around my low-end car line and headed for the high-end sports car in the back row.

When I was still scratching my mouth with the salesman for the 2000 yuan discount, the girl had already signed handsomely and swiped her credit card so easily, as if she had bought a bowl of Guantong cooking in a convenience store.

I glanced at the countless zeros on the list at hand, and never felt that life was so hopeless.

I'm so powerless.

I know how to use psychology and economics to bargain with the salesman, how to report to the lower management to get good opportunities, how to restrain delay, how to increase revenue and reduce expenditure in order to save enough down deposit.

But I still can't afford that car. I can't afford it now, and I may not be able to afford it ten years later.

I came back very depressed and chatted with my friend about the day. It took her two hours to reply: sorry, I just went to learn Japanese, so I turned off my cell phone.

I thought she would comfort me with more tricks than the lower ones, but she didn't even bother to use them, so she began with a sentence: have you finished your examination paper? Registration starts next week.

Don't you think there is no point in our efforts? No matter how hard you try, you are just an ordinary person. I replied to her a little viciously.

I know. Is it our fault that we are born ordinary people? The reason why I work hard is not to surpass those who are not born ordinary. I just don't want to let myself be unreconciled. After a few years, there is nothing I can do.

Two years later, she changed her job, from the dispensable administration to the translation of Japanese-funded enterprises. In order to meet the needs of the team, she studied the product drawings day and night, understood the product market, and analyzed the characteristics of the competitive products, gradually becoming the indispensable backbone of the company.

Her former company carried out a large number of layoffs as a result of restructuring. She saw her former colleagues kicked out of their comfort zone unprepared, panicked to find administrative jobs with some meagre unemployment insurance, was picky, old, infertile, unskilled, and had a lingering fear when they grabbed jobs with recent graduates.

Maybe I can't be the girl who bought the sports car all my life, but I'm also very proud. After all, a pair of bare hands can make a decent world.

It's hard to change our lives, and the choices we face in those difficult times can invisibly affect our lives, she says.

A reader once left me a message angrily, saying: you chicken soup writers just talk nonsense, you can double your pay if you learn a language, and it's not so easy to attend a party when you fall in love with a male god at first sight. I've been learning English for three months. I've memorized hundreds of words, and I can't say a word except the text.

I laughed, but I didn't reply to her sentence.

Yeah, it's not that simple.

three

You can only see others counterattack overnight, but you can't see how many days and nights are hidden behind this night.

The frustration when entering the bottleneck, the discouragement when there is little progress, the irritability and hesitation when watching others chasing dramas and playing games but not being able to do it, the loss and frustration when they have studied hard for a long time but useless.

This is what happens to every living person in our writing.

It's just that these details can't be spoken to, nor can they be spoken to.

And do you think they were really lucky to meet that day and hit that opportunity?

That's not true.

It was that day that finally arrived for them.

When they keep their swords, stride and forge ahead, they will wave to them at the fork in life on that day.

And for most people who are always mediocre, it is the same as every day before and every day in the future.

There seems to be no difference between 20 years old and 30 years old.

When does a person lose his light?

It's not a fiasco, it's not a dog gnawing at it, it's not an ugly posture struggling to get up.

Not clenched teeth dripping sweat up the road, nor is the fairy tale bubble burst, found that there is no magic and no internal blessing, just an ordinary person.

But when you spread your hands and say that's it.

The figure that was lost in the crowd, pushed forward by time, without the power to fight back, ah, is the most ugly.