Don't talk about poetry and distance every day at the age of cultivating your career. Youth is all yours.

Many little girls in the circle of friends share photos of Potala Palace, Erhai Lake, Namco, Bhutan and Laos every day. The unified subtitle "Life is not only now, but also distant poems and fields" makes me feel that Zhang Xiaolong is crazy and has made a bug.

Tell a short story

K was born in a well-off family in a small place, and casually read a design major of 18 junior college. Like folk songs, photography, cotton and linen handicrafts.

After graduation, I traveled around for three years, saying that it was a poor tour, but I actually squandered all my money at home (no matter how to evade tickets, take the train, and always have food and clothing), and I also fooled a girl into dropping out of school for a year until she was old and graduated from college.

But what about the price after chic?

He is a salesman in the fast-moving consumer goods industry, working day and night. He comes and goes in the wind and rain, his skin is three degrees black, and his salary fluctuates arbitrarily between 3 and 5 K, just like a cultivator "sees the weather according to his harvest".

He is in 1988.

I don't know what kind of life an 88-year-old boy should live now. I only know that except for the rich second generation, most of the 88-year-old boys have decent jobs and started to provide cars and houses. They know how to behave in the workplace. They don't just bury their heads in their favorite dishes at department dinners like K. A plate of squab on their head can eat three.

I asked him if he knew KPI. As a salesman, he plausibly told me why I wanted to go to Baidu. What does it have to do with me?

Whenever things go wrong at work, he says that he should pack his backpack and go to Tibet to turn over a new leaf.

So he went to Tibet again. When he came back from Tibet, he was even more out of tune with the world. He still maintains a posture of "everyone is drunk and I wake up alone", and his work and life are getting more and more confused.

You deserve to be old, have no car, no house and no girl, live in a dirty farmhouse, drink expired drinks in your warehouse and listen to sesame oil leaves.

This is probably the common fault of many young people who pursue "poetry and distance":

When I came back from my trip, I found myself even more confused.

How can you not be confused? Want money without money, want ability without ability, and generally have low emotional intelligence. People always get sinners unconsciously. People kindly gave me an answer, "I don't want to be so humble and sophisticated." ...

People who truly understand the meaning of life will never waste their poor short time like K mentioned above, but

Strive for a better future while you are young.

Tell another story.

My former roommate Natalie, Chaoshan girl. When she just graduated, she worked as a construction assistant in a construction firm in Shenzhen. She earns 4K after-tax salary every month and works overtime after 2 o'clock in the morning. Sometimes when I come back from a party with my good friend, she is still revising the design draft in the study.

She never complained about being late at home because of lack of money, but she worked hard.

"I'm only 23, so I have to put up with it a little more. At least when I'm 30, I don't have to follow others to get my bag. I sat at the back of the meeting and took notes. "

She doesn't even go out to travel and relax during the small holiday, and always studies with industry leaders on weekends.

On her 25th birthday, she cried while cutting the cake. She got a number of places (only three places) funded by the company to go abroad for further study.

I heard the other day that she was promoted to senior architect. She is 27 years old.

All this is because she has read all the books on the company shelves, and when others are "wandering" with SLR, she stays up all night at her desk to revise the manuscript.

She now flies to Europe and Singapore to attend industry seminars every once in a while. Look at her sharing her journey. This is the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen.

I especially admire young people like Natalie, who know how to do the right thing at the right age, instead of going with the flow, let alone putting the cart before the horse and running out to "travel and find the meaning of life".

The so-called "poetry and distance" is nothing more than people groaning for circulation. What are you doing here?

Yes, the world is so big that you want to see it.

Are you full? Have you done your duty of support? Have you done your family duty? I don't even want to ask if you have fulfilled your social responsibility.

The world is so big that you are short of money. What scenery did you see?

You are only in your early twenties, and your career is useless or even a mess. What's your reason for not working hard? But you spent a lot of time here, listening to sensational radio stations in the middle of the night and moving yourself into a mess, and then quitting the next day?

However, if you really quit your job, your boss should be thankful, and you should also kill chickens and ducks as a reward to God. After all, it is a waste for people like you to stay in the enterprise for one more day.

Happiness depends on one's own efforts. It is not far away, but at every step of life. but

Life is a fact that everyone can't escape, and it is also the primary premise that everyone should take care of.

For those who borrow money to eat soil or even eat rice, they have to flee to the southwest and northwest to recite poems. I can only say that you deserve to fall out of the mire.

Youth is the greatest capital and wealth in life. In the golden age, we should do the most passionate thing, to challenge life and strive for the future.

Only by keeping your feet on the ground can you achieve yourself. Poetry and distance are just a handful of cumin. The struggle in front of you can make you buy bread, and let you eat bread dipped in cumin and sigh: life should be so comfortable.

You spend time and money to pay for your feelings, and only those who sell them to you gain weight. Get a feeling, but your life hasn't changed. In the wasted years, you lost your efforts and gradually became mediocre. If you want to get rid of a depressed society, you don't need to exile your body far away, and you don't need to recite poems. You just need to live every day in a down-to-earth way.

The world is so big, go and have a look when you are ready.

The fields in the distance are particularly beautiful, and it is perfect to match a poem. Wait until you earn enough money to see them.