Compulsory courses in life: First, learn to be lonely should handle himself well.

I have a friend, Mr. L, who has no hope of further study after graduation in his early years, and asks around about his work. According to a friend, I have a security post here, and the salary is not bad. You can try.

After listening to this, Mr. L, like all aspiring young people who are about to enter the society, prepared to pack their bags, and then took a cheap train south to start the first long-distance struggle in life.

The train was crowded with people, and the toes of the passengers rubbed their toes. A middle-aged man with a beer belly was sitting next to Mr. L, sleeping at his desk with a deafening snoring. An aunt across the street is holding a naughty child and crying from time to time. The smell of sweat and instant noodles is pungent everywhere.

Mr. L leaned against the nearby window pane, growling hungrily and staring at the light passing by in the darkness. After several fields and cities, I didn't know it. Finally, when I was in the small courtyard of a brightly lit village, L realized that he had gradually moved away from everything he knew, and was alone, as if his past life had been completely disrupted and everything was starting over.

Mr. L wants to know if his parents are still sitting at the round table eating the prepared delicious food. However, a person and a pair of chopsticks are missing from the desk. Or that series I haven't finished watching? Where are my friends? Do they crowd together to drink and sing?

Mr. L touched his cold face and even wiped the water off his face. This is the first time that L felt a deep sense of loneliness, flapping his chest like a wave, blocking all the words in his heart and turning all his thoughts into rain.

After arriving at his destination, Mr. L rented a humble and cheap rental house deep in a dirty street, which was regarded as a place for resettlement. L never tidied up my room before, but it was still a mess after careful cleaning, so I left it alone and hurried to the agreed place of work.

Mr. L works day and night. After doing it for a few days, l's original enthusiasm was exhausted. A person sitting in the security room of 1 m2, with only a mobile phone in his hand and a 360-degree display overhead, feels like a sculpture, and even passers-by don't bother to take a look. The most boring thing is that no one wants to sit next to him and chat.

It's fine during the day. When I am on duty at night, I feel like a lonely ghost, imprisoned in a cage. The red light, wine and green at night in the city have nothing to do with themselves. A person looks at the old lady who came home after buying vegetables, the lady holding the Chihuahua, and the young people who are crowded together and passed out in the street, feeling that they are watching a drama. I want to call my parents and check the time. It's already late at night, so I raised my mobile phone hand and slowly put it down. I sighed in the middle of the night and stayed up until dawn.

What Mr. L is most afraid of is the night road to stay alone after work.

Street lamps lengthen their figures, and white plastic bags rise with the wind in the messy streets, hanging on messy telephone poles like ghosts. After all, he is a stranger. Even the neighbor's dog barked with L, but L was used to it for a long time, and he didn't look back or drive away. He went straight ahead.

I have been in this city for a long time, but the air here, the food here and every street lamp here seem to be out of place with me.

There is a duck blood vermicelli shop near the rented house, but I can't go every time because I have to pay rent and utilities every month. So I bought an induction cooker and tried to cook by myself.

When frying tomatoes and fried eggs for the first time, the whole person didn't know where to start and ran around in the kitchen like the wind. Finally, the fried eggs on the plate turned into a black mass. No way, you can't throw it away, just bite your teeth, pretend to be delicious, and stuff it into your stomach.

An uncle, eating his own fried eggs, was suddenly very sad, crying while eating. Tears fall into tomatoes and eggs. I also want to wipe away my tears and continue to eat. Say to yourself after eating, asshole, why are you crying for such delicious food, asshole?

At that time, I felt that he was an outcast in this world, eating alone, going to work alone and walking at night alone, as if he would go on like this forever.

I went to the convenience store nearby and bought some cans of cold beer. A man opened one can after another and drank silently against the wall. The alcohol content of beer is not high, but I got drunk after drinking two cans, and then fell asleep in bed.

The next day, l was awakened by the dazzling light outside the window. Thinking that I was already late for work, I simply broke the jar and fell, and I was listening to songs under the covers. Then he went to eat his favorite duck blood vermicelli, and the quilt was covered with mildew.

The excitement of the morning began to spread like fog. I stood at the door pouring sunshine, and there were white pigeons flying in the sky. I looked at everyone passing by and suddenly felt that my mood was not so bad. L still has a smile on her mouth. This is the first time I have smiled in this city.

I suddenly feel that a person's life is not terrible. Being alone is the most terrible thing, but he can't be alone with himself. You hide on purpose. But you know best in your heart that a person is walking in a deserted street, alone at night drinking wine, lonely as a shadow, sighing as a night wrapped in nightmares.

Escape can't solve everything, but it will be more calm to face it directly. Since you are lonely, you can certainly find a solution to loneliness, or make it less lonely.

Because my wallet is shy, I can't always go to the duck blood shop, so I picked up the pot spoon again and learned to cook. I got to know the owner of the drugstore across the street. They were bored on weekdays, so they chatted together, chatted about the news, or simply said hello, and he began to know more girls and got his favorite girlfriend.

I suddenly felt that, in fact, I was in a strange place. Since everything has to start all over again, since I am lonely and helpless, I will start my business from scratch.

If you have no friends, you can know as many people as possible. If you can't cook, you can buy a recipe and study it yourself. If you walk alone at night, you can be familiar with the night scenes of this group of cities. It's no big deal, but it's just a matter of one person. But my heart is strong and full, even if I am alone, I can live well.

This is the story of l. When he finished these, I cried beside him. Even if I feel the same way about his loneliness, I still can't personally understand how he survived those years alone.

But then I thought, in fact, everyone's life, why not go through the process of loneliness? Long or short, thick or light, but you will definitely experience it.

Therefore, it is inevitable and indispensable for learn to be lonely to take care of himself first. Moreover, the required courses given to you by others can only be suggestions and must be completed by yourself.

After graduating from college, Miss F went to work in a strange city. Being in a foreign land, the face of life is presented in a new way.

Miss F often complains to me that life in society and university is completely different, and work is in the cubicle. In this * * * space, everyone is doing their own thing, as if there is an insurmountable gap between them, and it seems that there is always someone who can accompany them at any time. When I was a student, even when I went to the toilet, my sisters and I held hands, like going on a group trip. So, I really can't stand living alone now.

I know. What she said was that she couldn't stand being alone.

When I was a student, everyone stayed in a dormitory, a classroom, the same topic and a similar life all day. After entering the society, everyone began to plan and manage their own lives. Everyone is busy for life, and no one will leave you too much time. So, many times, we are just one person.

Everyone seems to have something they want to do. You fight all night in the cubicle, you travel with your bag on your back, or you just sit quietly at home, be a full-time mother and enjoy the gentlest sunshine in the afternoon. There are many choices in life, you just need to filter according to your own preferences. What is in front of you is the crossroads of choice, so the road you walk under is destined to be a lonely journey.

And the process of a person's growth is the process that a person walks into loneliness and then walks out of loneliness. But it is many people who will go through this lonely stage. We have just learned how to cultivate our independent personality and are beginning to mature.

If you are still single, if you walk alone in the park and see a couple, you will feel lonely and unable to extricate yourself. Actually, you don't have to worry too much. Since the status quo cannot be changed for the time being, do what you like. It is more important than anything to make yourself excellent.

You are still single, either you are not good enough, or you think you haven't waited for the person who is good enough for you. Waiting is equal to the origin. Only by taking action can the possibilities spread infinitely, but all this is based on the condition of being alone.

I have been married for two years now, and I have a chubby son in vain. I have opened a small children's amusement park not far from home, and I take care of my own shop every day. My life is full and simple. He occasionally takes his wife and son out for a walk, and returns to his den at night to enjoy a little happiness in a trivial and ordinary life.

One day I went to his house to play, and Mr. L cooked his famous tomatoes and eggs with his own hands. A big plate of eggs, Huang Chengcheng and tomatoes are mixed in, red. I put a bite in my mouth and hurried to eat a second bite. I ate a mouthful of fragrant incense and stared at L's bright and mature face carved by time. Seriously, you are not the young man who once fried tomatoes and eggs black.

I just smiled deeply.

I think those lonely days will lead you to higher and farther places one day. It must be sunny there, it must be sunny there.

You have to believe that learning to be alone with yourself first is another annotation and meaning of growth.

I hope that when you are alone, you can also raise your head and move forward. May you never fail yourself in the most difficult and lonely times.