Now that I think about it, these three years have failed after all.
In the year of the senior high school entrance examination, I was admitted to our worst high school with a total score of less than 500. That day, I didn't dare to check. I thought I couldn't even get into high school. But in the end, I was admitted unexpectedly, but I didn't feel happy.
Later, I learned that it may be the time when you can reach a better state, a higher level and a more satisfactory result. But you can't blame others for giving up halfway.
I went to high school that year, and that was the first time I realized the significance of persistence.
I moved to a new school in the third grade (because the school used to be a middle school and a high school together, and it was separated after the new school was built). Surprisingly, I was assigned to the best class. Of course, there are only five classes in the third grade of our school, with a total of more than 300 students, with an average of more than 60 students in each class.
What is even more amazing is that there are five classes, more than 300 students and two top classes.
Being assigned to the top class, parents are very happy and can understand that they want their children to succeed and their daughters to succeed. But at that time, I was most afraid of seeing my parents' expectations.
Because school used to be lazy, I slept in the back of the class, and it was common to learn to eat breakfast in the morning. By the second semester of the second grade, almost no one was listening to the class, everyone was sleeping, and the teacher simply stopped giving lectures.
Later, when I transferred to another school, many students could not stand the management of the new school and chose to drop out.
Make up lessons in senior three, go home after the last class on Friday afternoon, and go back to school for the first class on Saturday morning.
Going back to the new school has to go through the old school, and my heart is particularly uncomfortable. I always hope that the car can slow down, slow down, and then slow down.
That time was the darkest time since I can remember, and even the later college entrance examination did not reach that level. Great pressure overwhelmed me.
Sometimes I cry inexplicably, just like the later college entrance examination, when I was doing thick exercises on my desk in the middle of the night, I suddenly burst into tears silently.
I never dare to imagine myself in the future, because I know I have no future at all.
At that time, I thought more than once, forget it, that's it, I can't hold on, I'm really tired, and I want to give up.
Looking at the students who dropped out of school before, I envy them that they don't have to take the senior high school entrance examination and have no pressure. I even regret not dropping out of school with them.
Once the weather turned cold, my mother was afraid that I didn't bring thick clothes, so she sent them to me early in the morning. Later, I learned that at 6: 30, we went to study in the morning, and my mother brought it to me after 5: 00. Because I didn't know which classroom I was in, I stood at the school gate alone with something. I didn't see her at first, but I heard her calling me in the distance. I turned my head and ran.
At that moment, I really wanted to cry, and tears swirled in my eyes. I don't know if it's because of the senior high school entrance examination or because I saw my mother.
She took the same thing with her, and said while taking it, yesterday your father and I watched the weather forecast and said that the temperature would drop in the next few days and we needed to wear thick clothes. You see, it's getting cold today. I brought you food, all of which you like. Here, I'll go first. I have to work and study hard.
I replied absently that she was too busy at work to notice my strangeness.
It was still raining lightly that morning.
Once at home on holiday, my father suddenly asked me, can I come in?
I bowed my head and said, I should not pass the exam.
He didn't speak for a while, smoked a few cigarettes, and then said, if you don't pass the exam, you will buy it. You must go to high school anyway. It is impossible not to study now. Work hard and do your best.
At that time, my parents always encouraged me and didn't give me too much pressure. I probably know that I'm depressed and I'm nervous. I always said it's okay, I just tried my best.
I really appreciate my parents. Later, I went to high school and was glad that I survived. Sometimes I think, if I didn't insist at the beginning, if I didn't have my parents, I wouldn't have the opportunity to continue studying now, and everything behind me would be impossible. Now, I may be in the factory, doing assembly line, working from five to nine every day and working overtime until late at night. Like those students who drop out of school early, they may marry as wives early.
I worked hard at that time, but it was really hard to persist. Especially when people around you are rushing forward with all their strength, but you are still standing still and can't see the effect.
People without strength are not even qualified to talk about dreams.
Later, I was admitted to high school unexpectedly, but it completely subverted my idea of high school life.
I didn't know that being treated as a minor child could be so boring and vicious.
I once said in "What One Year of College has taught me" that the difference between a real top student and a poor student is not just grades.
I didn't know that boys of fifteen or sixteen could be so socialized.
I usually listen to them chatting in the classroom, and some people talk about worthless topics. Swearing at every turn, smoking and drinking.
There is a female classmate in the class because of some physical defects. The corners of the mouth will be a little crooked. It's more obvious to laugh.
Students in the class made fun of others more than once, nicknamed her and deliberately played tricks on others.
In fact, that girl is very nice, kind, optimistic and doesn't retaliate.
Some girls in the class began to wear makeup and miniskirts and high heels as soon as they entered high school. There are even people who don't eat in order to save money on cosmetics, and finally they are starved to death and sent to the hospital. Every day after class, we discuss who is in the class, which boy is more handsome and whether we have a girlfriend.
At that time, many male students in our class were ashamed of not having a girlfriend, while female students were ashamed of not having a boyfriend.
This kind of high school is not the high school I want at all.
One night, I silently told myself that the situation you are facing today is the result of not studying hard at the beginning.
I know, I can't complain about this environment, because it's all my own fault.
When I was a child, I valued friendship very much, thinking that friendship is the most important thing in this world, but the more I grow up, the more I know the value of family ties. My parents are probably the only people in the world who are sincere and unreserved to you.
If it's just your parents, no matter how bad you are, your parents still love you and won't dislike you for it. It is the person who is good to you and good to you in this world, regardless of return.
I didn't get along well with my dad when I was a child. I'm afraid of him, and sometimes I don't even dare to talk to him. I'm very strict with him. In my eyes, he has never been a loving father.
Not only me, but also my brother.
Once my father told my mother that I was probably a very failed father, and neither of my children wanted to be close to me.
When I heard my mother tell me, I suddenly felt sorry for my father.
I know he loves us, but he is not good at expressing himself.
It's like I don't have a rebellious period. I've always been obedient. He said there are two things I dare not say. He told me to go east, but I dare not go west. Compared with other peers, I really relieved him a lot, which made him very proud.
I have never disobeyed him, nor have I ever confronted him.
But once, only once, I quarreled with him. That was the first time I quarreled with him. Although I know it's my fault. I don't know where I got the courage.
The second year of senior high school is divided into classes and assigned to relatively strict classes, and the teacher is also very responsible. But I just don't want to go. The most important thing is that my good friends who play with me are all from my former class. Now I don't want to.
Actually, it's nothing. If you don't want to go, you can cross off the list with the class teacher in private, but my father didn't know where to get the news that I specially applied for a transfer. I still don't know who turned me in.
My dad called me right away and asked me what was going on. At first, he said it was good or bad, and he was very calm. I said I didn't want to.
I quickly rushed to school and told me to my face. I didn't lose my temper at first, but I was polite. Later, when I saw that I was still indifferent, I pointed at me and shouted loudly, giving you two choices, either moving the desk back to the classroom or moving things back to the dormitory. Don't read.
I've never seen my dad like that. That was the first time I saw it.
Strangely, I was not afraid at that time. I looked at him calmly and said something irrelevant. If I don't read, I won't read. I don't want to see it anyway.
My father looked at me in shock and disbelief. He didn't expect me to say such a thing, because in his eyes, I have always been a good girl.
Then my dad compromised. He sighed and bowed his head. He said to me, think about it yourself and stay in the old class. Don't say you can't finish college and high school. I'm your father. Will it hurt you? Think clearly and don't let yourself regret it later.
Later, my mother came and said many similar things.
I don't know how I finally figured it out. Later, I moved the table and went back to the classroom.
Senior three is very nervous about studying. There are endless papers and exercises every day, and I go home once a month. Every time I go home, my dad will cook good food for me in different ways, and he will also buy recipes online to check the information. My mother smiled, too, and called him chef.
Graduated from senior three and started to participate in military training in September. Later, I went home on holiday, played at home for a few days, and went back to school. When the car was about to leave, my father waved to me outside the window and told me to be careful on the road and call him when I got to school.
His eyes suddenly turned red, and he was afraid that I would find out, so he quickly lowered his head.
My father is not a sentimental person, but he did cry that time. However, I also cried that time.
Now our father and daughter video every week and talk for hours at a time. Roommates are envious, because they have nothing to say to their parents, and occasionally a phone call will hang up hastily.
When you get home, you can sit together and talk with him about the interesting things in school and the recent situation in your study. We can go for a walk after supper.
Some things are only understood after experience. Don't use words to hurt everyone who loves us, because what we can hurt is often those who really care about and love us, and those who don't love us don't care at all.
The first time I was betrayed by my good friend was in my sophomore year.
That was the first time I realized that there would be heart machines and green tea at school.
I can't say how good my friendship is. I can talk to my heart. But at least we can get along every day Roommate, front and back tables.
That's when I realized that you should look at people with your heart, not with your eyes. You never know what a disgusting face there is under that seemingly amiable appearance.
You never know a harmless person who smiles at you one second and will stab you in the back the next.
But after my incident, no girl in our class wants to play with her. Some people may think it is exaggerated, but it is true. No one.
All the classmates and friends around me said that if I slapped her earlier, only you could forgive her. I broke up with her long ago. You said she was shameless. It's disgusting that she can pretend that she didn't do anything.
I am a particularly soft-hearted person, but this is a shortcoming. Sometimes being too soft-hearted is not a good thing, but it will hurt a person.
At that time, I also felt that some things had been forgotten. They are all classmates, in the same class and dormitory. Every day, I bow my head and see it. If you really die of old age, that's not good. So forget it.
But in retrospect, I regret not falling out with her, because some people are only suitable for breaking up. You have to distinguish who can forgive and who can only wave goodbye.
At that time, I was glad to meet such people at school. Everyone was just students. No matter how smart I am, I am most afraid of meeting such people after work.
Later, we would go shopping, eat together and chat together, but we both had a tacit understanding about that and never mentioned it. She will call me by my nickname as before, but I can't get acquainted with her anymore, and sometimes I even feel sick. I know, we can never go back to the past.
Soon after, she had a serious conflict with another girl in our class.
After class, I cried alone in the corridor. I was passing by, and I didn't know if I should comfort her.
Finally, I relented and went back to ask her what was wrong.
When she saw that it was me, she immediately hugged me and cried on my shoulder.
To tell the truth, I didn't feel anything at that time, and even felt a little funny. I seem to see myself at the beginning.
I didn't gloat, and I didn't have the pleasure of revenge. I just suddenly feel that the world is fair.
Some truths are suddenly understood, and some people suddenly see them.
If you don't do something, someone will do it for you and do it well.
Before turning off the lights at night, she cried alone in the quilt, not loudly, but enough for everyone in the dormitory to hear clearly.
I thought everyone would care about her and comfort her as they did to me before, but to my surprise, they didn't.
No one asked her what was wrong, and no one spoke. Everyone is quiet and doing their own thing. Pretend not to know.
I comforted her softly and asked her what was wrong.
She began to complain to me about what that classmate had done. He also said that he would drop out of school and stop studying.
At this time, my roommate who slept in my lower bunk said faintly, as for it? Dropped out of school.
Hearing this, she became more excited.
Only then did I realize that she might have been excluded and isolated by other roommates. Through this incident, not only my views and attitudes towards her have changed, but also my roommate.
Only through it can we see her clearly.
Later, the second year of high school was divided into classes next semester, and we were not together. There is little contact.
Occasionally meet on the road, just say hello, that's all, nothing else.
Later, I heard that she failed in the college entrance examination and offered to be slipped. Didn't go to college The summer after the college entrance examination, I went to the factory to work as a summer vacation worker and met a boy in the same town. They felt good and got together. Within two months, she was pregnant.
I got married at the end of this year and gave birth to a baby in May. Now she is a wife and mother.
Now, we still have little contact.
Sometimes I think that the things that once made me cry and couldn't control myself are just a fragment of my long life.
I will experience all kinds of people in the future. These are nothing.
There will be many things that make me sad and wronged. Just put it down
Many times we look up to others.
Behind other people's beautiful scenery, we have never imagined and understood other people's experiences.
When I was in high school, there was a girl in our class who was very beautiful, a bit like the popular star Zheng Shuang. She is tall and thin, with a good figure and a natural clothes hanger. The key point is that her grades have always been among the best, and all the grade teachers like her very much, although our school's enrollment rate is not high, ranking behind other schools. But every year, there are still a few fish that escape the net and are admitted to very good schools.
Because of that girl, boys from other classes often come to see her. There are often all kinds of small gifts in drawers, such as candy dolls and so on. It attracted a burst of envy from other girls in the class.
There are also some girls in our class who ask her how to become beautiful and thin, how to get good grades and how to please boys. There are many people chasing her.
But most of the time she just smiled and didn't talk.
Once I was chatting with her in the corridor, and suddenly I talked about her old school days.
She said, you know what? Actually, I was not like this before.
I didn't react at once. I asked doubtfully. what did you say ?
She began to speak.
Only then did I know that there is not so much natural beauty in this world.
She is a typical fat girl in junior high school. She is also black, with a poor figure and below-average grades. It's not necessary in class. The head teacher who taught for a year didn't know her name until the end of the semester. I didn't know there was such a person in the class.
I feel inferior, I don't know how to get along with others, and I am always alone. No friends.
At that time, she wouldn't know that she would be where she is today. Will make so many people envy, will become so excellent.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? At that time, I was always immersed in my own world. I am afraid of getting along with others and feel inferior. I hate crowds and people. I'm walking on thin ice, afraid of making mistakes. Always cautious, the key is not confident. And always laughed at by a boy at the same table.
I was surprised because she was nothing like now.
She turned to look at me with a look of surprise and disbelief.
Blinking and smiling at me.
She was calm from beginning to end, and telling me that past tense was like telling someone else's story. No waves.
She took a deep breath and smiled at me like a flower.
The sun rose from the distant horizon, and the sun shone on her face, which was warm for a long time.
If winter comes, can spring be far behind?
She didn't tell me how she became like this and how she got to where she is today.
But as we all know, many times, you don't have the aura of others, because you haven't suffered from others.
Later, she was admitted to the only university in our province, 2 1 1, which may be nothing in the eyes of many people, but in our school, it is already quite powerful.
She called me the day she received the admission notice.
Happy smile on the phone. Told me a lot.
The last time I saw her update her circle of friends was the Mid-Autumn Festival in Changsha with her boyfriend. In Orange Island, there is her smiling figure in full bloom.
The tall and handsome boyfriend looked at her with a coquetry face, and they stood together, a perfect match made in heaven.
I have no interest in idolatry, let alone being a member of idolatry. So there is no favorite star.
But only Zhao, I especially admire.
Non-professional, from the countryside, without any family background, without relying on plastic surgery to change appearance to attract people's attention, step by step to today.
From being hacked all the way up to now, more and more people like her, become Golden Eagle Goddess, shoot many plays, occupy various screens and win various awards. Work hard to create your own sky in the entertainment circle.
I gradually have my own fan base and see more and more people support and like myself. More and more confident, more and more handy in the entertainment circle.
In a program, she once said that in her darkest period, even drinking water would be inexplicably scolded.
After graduating from technical secondary school, I studied flight attendants. Because of family reasons, I had to give up the opportunity to apply for flight attendants and go to the company to do sales.
He began to enter the entertainment circle in 2006 and participated in his first film in 2007. Four years later, he was widely known for playing the role of "Princess Pearl".
20 13, with the costume drama "The Legend of Luzhen" to get more attention. 20 14 was selected as "Golden Eagle Goddess"; In February, 65438, she won the most popular actress award in the 5th National Drama Festival for her urban love drama "Late Arriving". In the same year, I set up my own studio. 20 15, the drama "Flower" became famous and became famous from then on.
She is not satisfied with being an actress, but also good at investing and managing money.
In 20 15, it became the largest shareholder of Hairun Film and Television 14 with 14 18700 shares. In the same year, he obtained 1% equity transferred by Liu Xiaofeng and became a shareholder of Straw Bear Film. 20 16 became a shareholder of stormwind technology, with a share valuation of10.8 million yuan.
Wait, there are many more.
She has been working hard and making progress.
The former "Zhao Xiaodao" is no longer derogatory and accusation. Everyone gradually accepted her honesty, and even thought that this was her true color. There are not many such stars in the entertainment circle.
Now she is getting better and better and is recognized by more and more people.
All the efforts and persistence were not in vain.
An ordinary girl from a rural family has come to this day step by step with her own efforts. No one can help, no one can make people work hard for ten years, and no one can shine at the moment.
I got here because of myself.
In the entertainment circle. Not a formal education, just a secondary school education.
Zhao has opened up a new world for himself.
We don't know how hard and bittersweet it is.
When we envy others, we should also understand that all success and capital do not fall from the sky.
May all our sufferings have a satisfactory end-result, may we all live the life we want, and may we all not look to others.
I wish we were all in this world. I'm glad you came.