Good morning, time.

The alarm clock was set at six last night, but I woke up at five ten in the morning.

In fact, before going to bed, I instilled a subconscious in my mind, telling myself to get up at five o'clock tomorrow morning, and I will naturally wake up at this time, and the time difference will not be too big. This is the result of my repeated practice. I'm glad I can control my subconscious and brain.

Sometimes I can't control myself, but I tell myself that I have driven my brain crazy for ten minutes, and I must regain control after ten minutes. These all need deliberate practice. In the first year of getting up early, I gained a lot. The most important thing is to learn to think independently, and the length of reading is also increasing. At the same time, my writing has been improved and I learned to write opinions. These are the effects of deliberate practice.

Reading and writing for an hour every morning, meditation has become a daily necessity.

Sometimes I regret it. I once wasted all those wonderful days, but on second thought, it's never too late to start. Grandma Moses didn't start painting until he was over seventy. After all, I am still young and have a long way to go. This idea seems to really start from this moment, do what you like, stick to your love, and look forward to the future. I also believe that no one can succeed casually, and there must be a hundred or even a thousand times of efforts behind it. There are not always flowers and thorns on the road of life.

I also met the thorny road of life. On this road, I collapsed and suffered. Finally, I had to clean up my emotions and stand up again. That experience made me know myself, accept myself and become a better self.

For a while, I was very anxious and confused. I feel terrible, fidgety, fidgety and angry.

Everything takes time to heal. After my own changes, I began to get better and better, and my attitude towards things was different. I will find the beauty in life, and I will also pick up the photography I once loved and freeze the beautiful moments with my lens.

If you ask me why I came out of pain so quickly, I think it's probably my inner awakening.

When a person's pain comes to an end, the last moment he can't bear is the moment he wakes up. When I was in pain, I chose to wake up. That inner awakening was particularly strong, and then I began to change. I want to meet myself better, and I want to be wonderful again in high live. I began to be born again.

On the way to rebirth, I am not alone. Those friends who have been hurt and experienced pain have changed with me, insisting on getting up early, reading every day, practicing deliberately and persisting in their love. I'm not alone, because there are a group of people walking with you.