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    The way of life

    Since the beginning of the world, human beings have been constantly thinking about their own destiny, exploring the meaning of life, why they live, and what is the meaning of life?  People not only live a life where people die for money, birds die for food, and food and sex, but they also have to bear the responsibility of procreating future generations to continue the incense. Is this the meaning of life.

    Why do people live? From the perspective of human beings, animals are not divided into good and evil. Because of the needs of survival, they are divided into groups of the weak and the strong. Animals are driven by instinct. Although humans have animal instincts, they are driven by  The blood of the parents inherits the wisdom of human beings to the best of their ability. It is the way of hard work. It inherits the nature of human beings. Naturally, it also manifests the animal nature of being hungry and insatiable. However, there is still a distinction between good and evil and animals.  something else.

    In the practice of life, I originally wanted to get rid of the instinct of human nature to love leisure and hate work, and to think about the meaning of life, so I spent many years trying to do good deeds, devoted myself to research, worked diligently, devoted myself to spiritual labor, and abandoned the troubles of life.  Concentrate on studying the literature related to human nature, and only pursue the true meaning of the human world to explore the meaning of life?  It seems that only the artistic conception of literature seems to be able to answer the questions of human nature.

    I know that the way of literature is the way of human nature. Although it is difficult to achieve perfection, not to mention that creation is not something that everyone can do. It requires a perfect combination of various abilities and talents, but I lack talents.  The subject of life and destiny?  That's what I want to write about.

    ?Because I was born clumsy and unable to realize life epiphany, I have been in my thirties now, and my persistent writing is attributed to the sage who said: Tian Xingjian is a man who strives for self-improvement.  Understand the truth, persevere, go through long years of suffering, endure loneliness, and rely on the accumulation of bits and pieces to fulfill the long-cherished wish in my heart.

    With questions in mind, I wrote from the outside to the inside, from the shallow to the deep, from the easy to the difficult, and from the difficult to the easy.  How proud I was to have my understanding and feelings typed into words and stored in documents.

    At that time, we had begun to break away from handwritten writing, and completely adopted computer writing. However, one day, when we performed document storage operations, we accidentally lost all the data stored in the document. What a stupid mistake.

    At that time, I was typing, and my hands kept tapping the keyboard. The speed was so fast that I saw words jumping on the screen, appearing like splashed ink, and a page was filled in a while.  During the excitement of typing, there was a sudden pause, and a small dialog box appeared. I had to hold the mouse with my right hand to operate the dialog box that appeared on the screen. Because of dizziness and dizziness, I didn¡¯t see the dialog clearly at all.  For the content of the words in the box, I casually pressed the "yes" key, and the screen flickered for a while, and I was stunned by the scene in front of me.

    The page was blank, and for a moment I couldn't believe my eyes, so I rubbed my eyes quickly, and then carefully searched for the handwriting on the page, and searched in the documents, but the result was in vain, the documents I was looking for were indeed  It was blank, there was not a single word on the page, and my mind suddenly went blank.

    I don't want to believe this reality. Fortunately, this is a terrible nightmare. I thought that as long as I click again or turn on the computer, the words on the interface can be restored. However, after re-operation in various ways, the interface in the document is still  Blank.

    The fruit of hard work, due to a sudden operation, the text in the entire document disappeared and could never be found again. The moment I faced a blank page, this was my hard work, my spirit was about to collapse, and I was nervous  When I reached the extreme, I was stunned for a while looking at the blank page, and felt that my head was getting bigger and bigger like a balloon, and it was about to burst.

    For a moment, I was at a loss, dizzy and didn't know what to do. This was a feeling I had never felt before. I was flustered and terrified. How could it be possible?  It was entirely due to my own improper operation, how could I be so careless, why didn't I take a closer look at the dialog box that appeared at that time, read it carefully and then operate, it would not cause such a big loss.

    At that time, many search methods were adopted, but the lost data could never be found again. What a great loss.  Who can blame this, I only blame myself for being so sloppy in what I usually do, and never thinking carefully before doing it, so that such consequences appear.

    A simple click that I don't quite understand, and years of hard work are lost, and it disappears forever.  If you think about it, if you blame it, you should blame yourself for being hot-headed and doing things blindly in a not sober state. I really shouldn¡¯t have done it hastily. It actually led to such a consequence that I lost more than 600 pages of words easily.  , there is no room for redemption?How many days and months of painstaking efforts have accumulated, how many dreams have been carried, everything has been in vain, and it has disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the things that have been done for many years have turned into nothing.

    It seems that the more than 600 pages of paper were ignited and turned into curling smoke. Under the action of the wind, no traces can be seen anymore, and those handwritings have disappeared.  The documents and materials became a blank, and my mind was also empty for a while. I started to write again to find these lost documents through some steps or some method.  It is impossible to recover after consulting the experts of the unit and computer experts who know how to do it.

    I have always felt a hollow in my head, as if a hand has reached in and hollowed out all the things inside, so I don't know how to entertain myself, how to spend my boring days.

    Later, the depressed mood gradually began to improve, and the head was empty, but the hands could not be idle, otherwise the person would become stiff and the head would rust.  So I felt a little uneasiness deep in my heart, and suddenly I had the urge to write on a whim again.

    At this time, it seems that a person appeared in my heart and said to me, my friend, perseverance is the most important thing. You have persisted and worked hard for many years and have been thinking about writing. How can you give up so easily? Let your thoughts be fuller  Only when it is running and redeveloping in depth instead of stopping and immersing in the painful lessons of loss can it reflect human wisdom, and continue to reach that field through this method, so I started a new writing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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