We need a beam of light.

I hurried through March and ushered in April. On the first day of April, I want to say that we need a beam of light.

With the popularity of the Internet and the rise of self-media, more people show themselves through this platform, realize their ego, pick up their dreams for many years and find a pure land of their hearts. In this circle, there are countless such examples, either success, or on the road, or giving up, and so on.

At first, I joined to make money (it's a bit rude to say it, but I don't want to hide it). Now it's more about the change and happiness brought by this platform. To tell the truth, I didn't make any money, but I gained more valuable ways of thinking, dealing with people and so on than money. I don't expect this platform to bring me much money, but I will stick to it because I feel relaxed here, I can calm my impetuous heart here, I can find my own figure here, and I can talk to myself here. I need this place to release my emotions, record my growth and recall my journey!

It is said that life is short, do it and cherish it. I want to record my time in words. When I get old, I will sit by the fire and slowly remember. Use your feelings to warm friends around you, and think about it and you will feel beautiful.

On the way to writing, I met many interesting people. It was her/their words that influenced me and changed me. There are often such whimsy in the writing group, and friends from all corners of the country seem to stop here. Their words include his/her age and experience. Recently, under the organization of Wu Jie's sister, everyone is cheering and looking forward to the journey of writing while walking, the offline meetings in various places and so on. , very lively. All the problems don't seem to be problems in the eyes of this group of people. There are literary friends and partners in every city, and there is a feeling of wandering at will.

We are all independent individuals and need to hold a group to keep warm. The experience in March made me completely understand that a group of people can only go far if one person can't go far. On the way to writing, besides working during the day, I have to write more at night. It's hard, no material, no idea is common. I can't hold on for a while. Look at the partners in the group and you will know that everyone is the same.

What impressed me more was a girl who graduated from a media friend and me, one year younger than me. She can speak German, French, English, Chinese, piano, photography, planning, painting and writing poetry. She paid much more than we expected. Judging from her article, it turned out that she was very tired and depressed for a while during her efforts, and almost wanted to commit suicide. It is worthwhile to look back at her efforts now. What she got far exceeded what she gave. There is also a boy who, in my opinion, has made small achievements in writing. But when he was depressed, he said that it was even worse after work every day.

Looking at the friends in the surrounding circles, I feel that "no one can succeed casually" is really reasonable. Suddenly I thought of what Fu said in an interview, "God knows what I have experienced." Yes, others see your success and don't care what you have experienced. Only when you have achieved something will you lie about your past.

Although the road to growth is lonely, everyone's road must be taken by himself, and no one else can replace it. In the following days, everyone will encounter different scenery and have one or more unspeakable experiences. But we need a beam of light, we need to hold a group to keep warm, encourage each other, support each other and go on together.

We are all the same, lonely, but social animals. Everyone has emotions. We need a beam of light to illuminate us, warm us and give us the courage to persevere when we are depressed.

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