The most classic inspirational prose book
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Part I:
Striving to write a remorseless youth
There are millions of beautiful things in the world, but none more beautiful than youth; there are countless precious things in the world, but none more valuable than youth. The company’s main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers. The answer is no, we only have to be angry and work hard to be worthy of our youth, to be worthy of our life, to have a full and perfect youth.
The perfect scenery of a struggling youth is precisely the millions of hearts struggling in youth and the millions of pairs of vibrating wings flying high in the sky, dressing up the most perfect and beautiful and precious season of life – youth. Turning youth into the starting point of life’s most perfect life. “Just like a young student, the youth is in its prime, the scholarly spirit, wielding the vigor.” The youth of a generation of great men and women who struggled. Their youth is full of struggle and vitality and overflowing with perfection, and now, youth is in our hands, we can not tolerate the youth in our hands in vain, we can not sigh in the waste of time, we can not sigh in the end of life, then let us in the youth season to send it! The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good idea of what you are doing.
Youth is beautiful in its struggle, and the beauty of youth is always exhibited in her struggle and struggle. The company’s main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers. In the turbulent sea, we will continue to move forward and show the beauty and power of our youth. Let the song of youth sing a high melody and let our statement shine brightly.
The struggle to write regretless youth, in the long road of life, youth is only a small section, but when you look back with gray hair, you will find that the youth you had in the past will still shine in the memory with a moving glow. The company’s main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.
Lei Feng said, “O youth, always perfect, but true youth belongs only to those who always strive for the best, who always forget to work, who are always humble!” So the only way we can have a true and unrepentant youth is to struggle, to keep moving forward for our dreams, to keep moving toward our own goals.
In the world of youth, there is no need to fix your mind, only to pursue the dream of perfection, and we all have to persevere when there are thorns ahead of people. Let’s keep running towards the sea like a river! On the long road of life, compose the notes of youth and leave the footprints of struggle.
With our struggles and dreams to set the sails of our youth, when we struggle to shake the sails, the gates of success will slowly open for us again, and we will enjoy a share of youthful perfection and reap the joy of success.
Part II:
How to make yourself successful
Self-success requires certain mental strategies. The efforts of any of us have to be directed, and success has to be a mental strategy. If it’s a brute force effort, it will likely not achieve the desired results.
So what kind of personality is prone to success? I’ll quote the Greek philosopher Plutarch: “Habits form character, and character determines destiny” to explain how character, to a certain extent, determines personal success or failure. You are a success, or failure, and your own character is closely related. It is said that character is difficult to change, but beyond but not difficult to do. Doing things must learn to make a decision when the opportunity arises, which is every great person, the necessary quality. The company’s main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.
In fact, psychological quality, which is very important for personal success or failure, is above personal ability. The first thing you need to do is to be able to take care of yourself, whether it’s success or failure. Now I’ll list a few psychological qualities that are necessary for successful people, just for your reference:
The first point is self-awareness
I think self-awareness is a keen intuition of self-knowledge, which refers to the perception and understanding of one’s own psychology, behavior and attitude. The object of self-awareness is mainly the psychological state of one’s needs, motivations, attitudes, emotions, and personality characteristics, as well as one’s behavior and attitude in terms of speech, behavior, expressions, and tone of voice. Accurate self-awareness contributes to an individual’s social adjustment and good development of psychological and behavioral qualities.
The second point, self-respect
The so-called self-respect refers to a subjective need for the value of one’s behavior and one’s ability to be recognized by others and society, and is one’s pursuit of one’s own dignity and value. If this need and pursuit can be satisfied, the inner confidence will be generated, so that they feel valuable.
The third point is self-control
Self-control is the individual’s active mastery of his or her own psychological and behavioral aspects, which is an important component of self-awareness. It is a comprehensive ability of the individual to consciously choose his or her goals, appropriately control and regulate his or her behavior without external supervision, suppress impulses, resist temptations, delay gratification, and persistently ensure the achievement of goals. All of this is expressed in cognitive, emotional, and behavioral terms.
The fourth point is self-regulation
Self-regulation, mainly refers to self-psychological regulation. In modern society, competition is fierce, and every person in the workplace is under tremendous pressure, and the dual pressure from work and life makes many people physically and mentally exhausted, or even struck down by illness.
This is a higher degree of harm from mental illness than from physical illness. Many people think it’s normal to have stress because stress is motivating, but if it’s too much, it can, in a subtle way, affect your own physical and mental health.
Point 5: Self-imagery
Self-imagery, which is the self-concept of “what kind of person I am,” is based on how we perceive and evaluate ourselves. Generally speaking, individuals’ self-beliefs are based on their past successes and failures, the reactions of others to them, their own comparative awareness of their environment, and especially their childhood experiences. Based on these, people form “self-images” in their minds. In our own case, once a thought or belief about ourselves enters this “portrait”, it becomes “real”. We seldom question its reliability, but only act on it as if it were real.
Point 6: Self-motivation
Self-motivation is the psychological motivation that keeps a person in a state of excitement at all times. This state can not only motivate people to face the work with passion and meet the challenges, but also to make extraordinary performance at work, because success always belongs to those who work tirelessly and constantly self-motivated.
The seventh point is self-actualization
In fact, self-actualization means that people need to realize their potential and express their talents; only when their potential is fully realized and expressed will they feel the greatest satisfaction.
Likewise, the key to anyone’s self-success lies in comparing oneself to those who are shiny and successful, and not to compare oneself to those who are shiny and successful, because everyone’s abilities, opportunities, and contributions are different, and one cannot simply, judge a hero by his success or failure. As long as their own ability to gradually improve, income gradually increased, happiness gradually increased, our quality of life will become better, then this is a kind of self-success. Make a little progress every day, improve a small step every day, life will be full of hope, and your future will be worth waiting for!
Part 3:
Transformation
She dances against the light in the dust.
The air is filled with the smell of dead branches and leaves in the broken windows, and the smell of decay becomes extraordinarily restless in the sunlight and dust. As if to be squeezed out of this space, they all struggle, hovering at the tip of her nose for a long time, refusing to dissipate. Vision unfocused, eyes lax, the poses she strikes without brain thought. It was like a blank page, with no consciousness to dictate the actions that made her happy.
The red dancing shoes were set aside in the corner, her faithful audience.
She jumps in the sunlight on her bare feet, and the floor makes a rhythmic sound, like her heartbeat. There was a second’s pause in her posture, and she looked toward the sunlit window, stood on tiptoe, and approached, and approached again.
The sun pierced her eyelashes and she was caught off guard. The shadows began to become confused, dust laughing all around. The desire was ashen in the miserable white daylight, it was like the searching gaze of a man, naked through her thoughts, and she was groundless.
Lying flat on the floor, she let the dust cover her makeup.
She said: it was a pose of life, without desire, without struggle.
The dust saw what she was thinking, and it retorted. It was an expression of self-deception. It obscured her eyes, and the world became cloudy. Through her mind, she saw the whole process of despair to death.
The soul jerked out of her body, whipped her, and questioned her.
Why cowardice and ignorance, why self-abandonment.
What is it about your great pride that defeats you when life is a lavish show?
Lightly picking at the eyes, things become hazy, the splash of color, with drunken frivolity, seven parts wanderlust and three parts helplessness. The soul saves her from the sea of suffering.
Everything cannot be seen too clearly, too much clarity in the world only brings destruction around it.
The world is silent.
In the breath of the lifeless, it is a dying fear. With the grand decay of thought, stripping away sanity a little, leaving the lonely sigh of flesh. She was afraid, and it turned out she was so afraid of the sight of death, and of that suffocation.
The air became so good that she sucked it in greedily. She stood up and waved her sleeves, dancing like a delicate rose in bloom. With the joy of a desperate life, vivid and pathos.
It was dark, and the stars were sentimental in the night sky, the only color in her life that put light on.
The sweet-smelling air, without the clamor of sunlight and dust, makes the world a little more secure. So she fought to dance, without ridicule, without contempt, she used all her strength to be proud and to pick up her dignity.
The sun, the rebirth of sin, brings naked hurt through her skin, like the world’s eyes, poking at her tiny pride, and miserable strength. So she hates the sun as much as she hates the world.
In a trance, the beauty of the falling sun is seen in the darkness. It was like a rose dripping with blood, the color of life, magnificent and splendid. She is wearing a red dress flying in the setting sun, there are white streamers holding up her dress, it is a lively light, bright and full of fantasy. A cool breeze lifted the corners of her brow and she laughed, an indulgent and solitary sound.
Everything reverted to silence in the darkness.
She is a quiet woman, unable to live the upward posture of life.
Hanging on to the emptiness after midnight, even the fantasy becomes superfluous. She hugged her legs and hid quietly in the barrier of darkness. There is a little light that cuts through the long silent sky, like a wound torn from the body. She stood up and smiled, with a rare innocence on her face. Unable to help herself, she fiddles with her hands, her gesture becomes easygoing and close. Closer to the world she yearned for.
And that feeling lasted only a minute, then suddenly burst, then went out.
She fled in a panic, her hands hanging down alone, her life suddenly losing its fulcrum, the belief that her heart had collapsed, as cold as a fall into hell.
The gloomy wind was flooded with ghostly smiles, and she could imagine the neat rows of white teeth. The loneliness made her inwardly terrified and helpless.
Then, hissing, she tore her clothes off her body, dancing without rules or thoughts, her bare skin stained with the tears of the night, vaguely feeling a pair of longing eyes. The fire spread out with a “misty” sound, quickly burning her entire body.
Tired, she collapsed into the stranger’s arms, her weary face not meaning to be frightened, but rather a kind of openness.
The last thing she heard in her blurred consciousness was a voice saying: let go of the burden and run to new life.
The first rays of the morning sun shone on her naked body, and turning her head, she saw a clear, sleeping face, and some tender emotions spread through her heart.
She looked at him and smiled nervously. She suddenly wanted to dance, and that longing came swiftly and directly.
Tips of the toes, sleeves fluttering. He became her audience, red dancing shoes on his feet, and she saw herself in his pupils, a smile, a hand raised, a graceful gesture.
The tranquility and peace, the beauty she likes.
He became the target of her struggle to fade, unwilling to be a lonely landscape, no inferiority complex to escape, because of his smile and those eager eyes. It was the trumpet of life blowing in her dungeon, the door of silence being opened, every nerve fighting to dance, and so she lived, the dance being conjured up in a myriad of colors, no monotonous tedium, no obscurity.
She stood bravely in the sunlight, hands outstretched, and he took her running to new life and began the buzz of the journey.
The emotions of time let loose to render the insignificant colors