leave this sad place

Chapter 85

A road without an ideal is confusing, directionless, and even muddled.A person either has no dreams in his life and spends the whole life in a muddle without losing happiness; or he has a suitable dream and goes on unswervingly. Although he will encounter many ups and downs and setbacks in that way, he will live a fulfilling life. , because every moment is moving forward.And those who hang on to their dreams but linger and refuse to step out are suffering and suffering.Because they are still hesitating, they are not confident enough, they don’t know whether their choice is correct and appropriate, and they are afraid that there will be no results after hard work.But there is no need to worry about these!Although stepping out may not necessarily lead to success, but how can you succeed if you don’t step out?

"What is my dream?" He asked himself, thinking about this very important question.

"Study hard?" He whispered, then shook his head and said, "No, no, this is just a short-term goal. What I want is a dream that I will strive for all my life."

"Study medicine to save people? Or become a psychologist to solve psychological problems for people?" He examined himself carefully, because Ouyang liked biology more, and he was good at biology; and psychology was his Very interested, although he hasn't learned it yet.

"No." He shook his head again. Although these are his favorites, they are not his favorite.

"It's writing novels." A strange look flashed in his eyes. "Fiction" He has read it since junior high school, and he feels uncomfortable every day if he doesn't read novels, and he immersed himself in the world of novels during that dark time, letting novels accompany him through it.Reading the novel every night, every night, he has already established an extraordinary relationship with the novel, and sometimes even makes him feel that the novel is his life.And the bits and pieces he experienced are the best continuation of his life.

"Is this my dream?" He asked himself softly again, with deep obsession in his eyes, as if watching a long, long road winding its way to a distant place - an invisible place.

"This is my dream!" He shouted firmly in his heart, as if declaring something, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Hey, why do you think so far? Didn't I think about how to spend the last two years in class 2? Why did you think about all this?" He blamed himself slightly, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of blame in his heart.Because he had already thought about his future dream just now, compared to this, other things are trivial.Miraculously, he felt a little relieved in his heart.

"Yeah, why are you thinking so much? I don't know what's going on in Class 2 now. If everyone studies hard, how can I have the nerve to live my life like I used to? If everyone is enthusiastic, I How can you put on a stinky face? Isn't the so-called plan too early?" The relief in his heart slowly spread, giving him a feeling that his whole body was bathed in sunshine— - Warm, indescribably relaxed and comfortable.It's been a long time since I felt this way!Let his heart gallop for a while, let his mind flutter for a while.

"Plans can't always keep up with changes. I see, I'd better not think so much." He persuaded himself again, and his voice regained some vitality unconsciously, making him seem to be sunny and energetic.

"It's a new beginning." He murmured softly, with a charming arc slightly raised at the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of hope.

People always have beautiful illusions and hopes for the future.Perhaps it is precisely because of this, this faint light in the darkness, that can inspire batch after batch of people not to give up or retreat in an environment full of difficulties and thorns.

Hope, what a grand, what a fearless fantasy!Always selflessly and silently give people the courage and motivation to move forward.

And this time?What about this time when Ouyang went to another class?

What will happen to him?Is everything really over?Will everything really start all over again?Then why is it still raining?Will the setting sun still dye the clouds in the west red?

(End of this chapter)