There is only one kind of heroism in this world: to see the truth of the world and still choose to love it.The surge of love overwhelmed me like a tidal wave. It seems that I have extraordinary emotions in my life,emotions that overwhelmed me. I traveled to a foreign country through books and truly realized how to change my destiny through knowledge.
But my heart remains a desolate wasteland, a thousand mountains covered in snow at dusk,utterly alone,like a lone goose flying north.In the end, I held onto nothing,in the end, I had no one to accompany me.
It is said that suffering is the breeding ground for literature.My life should be the escape of a village girl and the history of Chinese women's struggle.
Besides being a dutiful daughter and a virtuous wife and loving mother,one can also be a wealthy,famous, and powerful adult.My life is not just about romance and family,but also about academic pursuits,career aspirations, and ideals.
I have my own life to live too.I have truly come alive in a foreign land,like a jasmine carefully opening its bud,stretching its body,and basking in the sunlight.
I may face ridicule and skepticism from others, but I will prove my abilities with my professionalism.My growth has been show,but it has finally come.Like a successful woman in a card room, I have a chance to win as long as I stay at the table.
Perhaps like Scarlet O'Hara in Gone with the Wind,she will do anything to survive.After all,tomorrow is another day.
I can live the kind of life my mother dared not live, I dare to say the things my mother dared not say,and I am destined to walk a path completely different from my mother's.
Women with intelligence and talent do not need to be confined to the inner courtyard of the home;instead, they can step out of the house,explore the vast world, and achieve great things.
There's an old Chinese saying,"In every profession,there are top performers."
If a woman is intelligent and talented,she should strive to be number one in any of those professions.A woman can be a daughter, a sister, a wife,or a mother, but before these titles, she exists as a person.A person should have self-respect,self-love, and self-promotion.A person should defend their life,wealth, and reputation.How can a person lose their life for the sake of so-called chastity or reputation?How can a person become a stepping stone for their younger brother?
I will never do anything foolish like using my own money to buy my brother a house, I will never spend money to help my brother get married, and I will never do anything foolish like competing for a son because of genger preference.Daughter also carry on the family line;having a son or a daughter is the same.
The trauma from my family of origin lurks like a venomous snake in the darkness,like the terrifying Dementor from Harry Potter,ready to devour me. I wake again and again from the darkness,fleeing from nightmares.Finally, I drink a cup of jasmine tea,wipe away the cold sweat, and look at the Big Dipper in the night sky,remembering the story of the swallow flying towards the moon.
Legend has it that a swallow flew towards the moon as a warning.
To my mother at this moment, I must be a disobedient daughter. I am not pretty, I am disobedient, I did not help her get a US green card through my marriage, and I did not try to have a son or make having a son my life's creed.
I was once lost,but the Nightngale statue in the medical school remained me that there is another path for women,not to be a wife or a mother, but to strive for their own life ideals, to devote their limited lives to an infinite cause, and to resist the long years with passion. I and I will walk hard in the torrent of time,from black hair to white hair,until the end of life.
We can't hold onto anything in this life.Our looks will fade, our talents will diminish, and our loved ones and friends may leave us at any time.Only ourselves are truly our own;we will not betray ourselves,exploit ourselves, or abandon ourselves.
Only I am turly with myself,through thick and thin,in sickness and in health,never to be separated until the end of my life.
So, love yourself.You can love others,but you must first learn to love yourself.Taking care of yourself is more important than anything else.Change out of your sweet-soaked clothes,eat something,drink some herbal tea,red a book you like,listen to music you enjoy, or shop online for something you like.
Enjoying life to the fullest and living in the moment-given the current state of freedom and the constant flow of bullets in the US,where you never know when you might be shot and killed,the high level of stress and pressure naturally makes it impossible to do anything well.
If you have read this far, you will understand:sometimes being unwell is God's fault,not ours.
If we don't do well at work,it's not our fault;blame the terrible economy and the bad work environment.If we don't have a house,a car, or a partner, it is not our fault;blame bad luck.Try to think more positively.Dark less,smoke less,take less medication.We are not Barron,the president's son,otherwise we'd have mansions,luxury cars,expensive watches,and beautiful women.
Everyone has their own destiny . The era of striving to make a fortune is over.
Most people work very hard to live an ordinary life.We are already doing great by not stealing or robbing.To be honest,when times are tough, we can receive some subsidies and try to survive like the protagonist in Shameless.
Humans are born to strive to survive.Plants have a vigorous vitality.There is a Chinese saying,"Wild grass cannot be burned out; it will grow again in the spring breeze."
We can survive the blizzard in New York.We will eventually get through this long winter.Eve if the snow is very thick and can bury the car,you will look like a big idiot after struggling to shovel the snow and catching your breath before using Google Maps to get to work.
Even through I looked like a complete idiot with a backpack on my back and a cloth bag full of groceries in my hand,with Van Gogh's Starry Night printed on the bag ,my life was also moving forward under the chaotic and disorganized blue starry sky,stumbling and staggering towards the known and certain death.
We trudged the swirling snow,striving amidst confusion and uncertainty.We knew when we were born,but were uncertain when we would die. The fear of one shoe dropping while the other hadn't yet fallen completely overwhelmed us.
We were dominated by immense fear, and everyone ran desperately,faster and faster,wanting to succeed sooner,buy a house sooner,buy a car sooner, and get married sooner.
Marriage is not like marriage, but like teaming up to complete a challenge. I want a stronger partner,like choosing a lion or tiger in a cage. In shot,it's not like we're united by love,but more like we're united by fear of mating.
God,do you want to see America like this?Marriage is like mating; the strong only want the strong.To be honest, I admire the strong too, but we're like walking through a wheat field-there's always someone young and energetic appearing.Who bears the pain of constantly changing partners?After constantly changing partners,you no longer fully commit to the relationship. You become more and more familiar with the car,but also you get more and more tired.In the end, you can't hold onto anything.All that love is a dazzling firework,blooming
quickly and then disappearing completely.
Extreme exhaustion,extreme indifference,everyone lives as if wearing a mask,everyone is a hollow person trapped in the steel city of New York,afraid to give trust,preferring to communicate via email,making sure to protect themselves in the workplace,making sure to keep evidence,in the end,shared,selfish,cold,ruthless,treating others as pawns,everything they do is for their own glory.
Holding a victory celebration in a high-rise building,drinking champagne to celebrate your triumph.Congratulations,you've become a fox in the steel jungle,riding on the coattails of others,ambitious and ruthless.
Let the downpour wash away all those emotions,mixed with the filthy past,down the toilet into the the Hudson River.When the sun rises tomorrow, you will be a big shot again.
New York is a gladiatorial arena where everyone distributes wealth according to their ability,with a strict hierarchy, and everything is done in order to win. I am like a boastful showman,while you are a cunning fox who schemes against its own kind.As for the losers, they deserve to become nourishment for this city.Capital tells you that as long as the goal is achieved,the process can be ignored.
The Prince tells you that although I do not create all things,all things are for my use.Anyone can be used,anyone can be sold;hunman life is worthless, and this city is full of people..
You either become someone else's victim,or you become that knife.It's cruel to wield the blade against your own kind,repeatedly apologizing while reaping profits,like Julien Sorel in
Capitalism truly treats people as tools,using them to the fullest extent.
How can you make big money through work?You can't make big money without learning how to wield a knife.There is a Chineses saying,"The best strategies wins by attracting the mind."
So,attacking the mind is the most effective way to kill someone;strike the snake at its vital point, and you will control a person's lifeline.Find the right opportunity,strike decisively, and you will be a clever fox, and you'll surely be able to eat the grapes in the garden.
Time is a terrible thing; it ripens cherries,turns plantains green, and even ripens grapes premuaturely.Patience is key;
We must wait and wait, until someone turns into a cunning fox,a man-eating wolf.
Little fox,keep it up!We look forward to you transformation and wish you success.