Yesterday I wrote a topic article for Uncle Nan - self-analysis. After reading his article, I thought that I should also write one, so I fell into deep thought.
Because people have many aspects, and they may have different attitudes towards different things. How to analyze so many aspects and how to ensure accuracy?
But if I think about it carefully, I seem to have an obsession with a certain aspect of my personality. After you decide to do something, focus on it wholeheartedly without leaving any room for regrets.
The afternoon before yesterday, after taking my daughter to have her teeth filled, I wanted to cook some black jelly myself.
I am a person who knows nothing about desserts. Every time I buy the ingredients for black jelly, I will ask my mother-in-law to cook it. But this time, I wanted to try it myself.
Sister Chan, who is proficient in all kinds of food, once taught me how to cook a bowl of tender and smooth black jelly, but I have not practiced it so far, and I don’t know if I can complete this task honorably?
I strictly followed the ratio of materials and water in the instructions to 1:2.3. I poured the water into the pot first, then poured the black jelly powder into a clean container, and poured a little water from the pot. Put it into a container with powder, stir well, and then use a sieve to filter the just-stirred liquid.
Continue to add water to the agglomerated part to melt it, until all the liquid is filtered out.
Next, start cooking. Boil a pot of cold water, pour the just filtered liquid into the pot, then simmer, stirring constantly in one direction.
During this period, my father-in-law walked into the kitchen and saw me stirring the things in the pot. He said that the heat was too low, and then turned the heat to the maximum.
"Don't use high heat, it will burn!" I reminded him, and then lowered the heat to a simmer.
"It won't burn. How can black jelly be burnt?" The father-in-law said with certainty, but he forgot that he had just said that he had never cooked this thing before.
Still convinced of my opinion, I continued to simmer and stir in one direction.
Later, my mother-in-law came in and said, "No need to stir. When I cooked it before, I just boiled it."
And I knew that the black jelly cooked by my mother-in-law before was It's still powdery, and in other people's words, it's just not cooked through.
I ignored it and continued to cook until the whole pot of black jelly began to thicken and bubble. Then immediately turn off the heat and place it in ice water to solidify quickly.
After an hour of solidification, a bowl of tender and smooth black jelly is ready. Add the rock sugar water that has been cooked in advance and a little condensed milk. This is a perfect bowl of Cantonese sugar water.
I brought the dessert I made for the first time to my colleagues to taste. Everyone praised it for how delicious it was and said that I have a talent for gourmet food.
Actually, I just have a respect for food. When I decide to eat something, I want it to be presented in its best light, not simply cooked and eaten. I personally feel that this simple and crude way of eating does not respect food enough.
The same is true for life, and the same is true for dreams.
Just like writing, although I have not achieved anything yet, I have always stuck to my faith and asked myself to do my best to complete it.
As an working mother, it is indeed not easy to find time to read and write every day. Especially now that I am implementing my daughter’s 1-hour reading plan every day.
Excluding work time, housework time, and time with my daughter, the only time I have left for reading is maybe an hour after I come back from lunch.
The time after meals is the easiest time to feel sleepy, especially for people like me who get up early every day.
I make a cup of black tea every day and insist on completing my daily reading task during the one-hour rest time after meals.
The only time to write is after my daughter falls asleep. But my daughter usually goes to bed around 10:30, and it is difficult to write stories at this time, so from 10:30 to 11:30, I will use this hour to complete the task of Wukong Q&A.
So I can only choose the time to write the story, when I get up at 5 o'clock the next morning, but I can't finish it at 5 o'clock every day, because my daughter occasionally gets into trouble in the middle of the night, so the time is still undecided.
Just like now, I woke up at half past two, put my daughter to sleep, and started writing at three o'clock.
My friends all ask me, is writing profitable? Why do you work so hard to write?
So far, the time cost I have paid is completely out of proportion to the cost of income, but I don’t want to miss out on my dream anymore, and I don’t want to push it back anymore. Why wait until my children are older, independent, and have time for themselves... …
You should try your best to realize your dream at this time.
Every time I see Qi Xicen writing an article or Qi Yu writing an article, I will be reminded of the wasted college days.
I have regretted it countless times. If I had the consciousness of writing back then and dug out the writing dream buried deep in my heart, would I be completely different today?
But we cannot turn back time. We can only seize the good times now and make up for the wasted years. In the near future, even if we are not famous, we will not have perfect works. At least I tried hard, so there is no need to regret it.
Writing articles is not an easy path, and my path to writing traditional literary novels is even more winding and bumpy. But a person can only do one thing, and writing is what I want to accomplish right now. I will give 100% effort to this end without leaving any room for regret.
It is my obsession to do things to the extreme without leaving any room for regret.