The autumn rain is misty, shadows are scattered, and the leaves of the sycamore tree are falling; the evening wind is rustling, whispering, and the petals are withered. The night is like ink, and the deserted grass gives birth to countless weird shadows under the shining of the moonlight. From a distance, it looks like
The eternal flame in the abyss.
The majestic clouds continued to surge, and the remaining scorching heat of the day was intertwined with it, mixed with the smell of dry earth, which seemed to be cool and hot at the same time.
The color of the clouds became thicker and thicker, like a budding black tulip. The stars disappeared without knowing when, and the remaining light was like tears that had been frozen for thousands of years, exuding a glazed luster.
A drizzle quietly fell in the sky, and the streets that were bustling just a moment ago suddenly became silent. Those who have super talents in their own fields, even if they don't put in too much effort, are still better than ordinary people, and even more accomplished.
extraordinary.
This is the life blessing that comes with people from the womb, just like some people get mediocre grades no matter how hard they work, while some people pass the passing mark before taking the exam.
Have you ever remembered that "The Tortoise and the Hare" that we were tired of hearing when we were children? The persistent tortoise finally defeated the lazy hare.
It tells us over and over again that as long as people never give up, they will always be able to succeed one day. But when you grow up and think about it carefully, that kind of ending will only happen when the rabbit is taking a nap. If the rabbit can have more
Taking two steps, there is no way the tortoise can outrun it, so hard work is pitifully insignificant in the face of talent.
Genius can never be obtained through hard work. Genius here refers to those who have shown their sharpness and outstanding ability since childhood.
As for those who have experienced all the sufferings of the world since childhood, worked hard to start a business when they grew up, and finally became famous, they should not be regarded as geniuses, and can only be classified as talents. Naturally, "Heaven" and "Man" are closely related.
Something else.
In our cognitive system and our traditional concepts, effort and success are always directly proportional. Whenever anyone talks about it, they always mention the word "effort".
That seems to say: Effort is the only criterion to measure it. As long as we work hard, we will one day gain both fame and fortune. Effort is the horizontal axis and achievement is the vertical axis. The two are positively correlated.
But in real life, thousands of people are working hard enough, but why are they still not successful? And there are many people who are at a loss and have to pour themselves bowl after bowl of chicken soup.
It is also called euphemistically: "Working hard may not necessarily lead to success, but if you don't work hard, you are destined to fail." Although this bowl of soup is full of fragrance, in the final analysis it is just a folk remedy, which is just a conjecture that treats the symptoms rather than the root cause.
In fact, all our "efforts" are to enable us to live longer, and have nothing to do with success. In the aperture of "efforts", we are just living as ordinary people who cannot be more ordinary.
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But breaking the jar is not good, because not only will it not be able to transcend the world, but it will become a waste, be looked down upon by others, and even be despised and despised. Maybe even the fire of hope for survival will be extinguished by then, and all day long
Lingering like a walking zombie.
If you want to reach the top of the pyramid, or if you want to reach a certain height, it can never be achieved by someone else's preaching. No one in this world is exactly the same, and naturally there is no completely consistent life trajectory. If you want to succeed, you have to find a unique way.
, or just work from nine to five and increase the workload.
We must always make our abilities worthy of our vanity, our excellence worthy of our arrogance, and our vision worthy of our disdain.
Talent is something we are born with, rather than a product of deliberate effort. As for those flowers that astonish the world, they are already in bud when they are young.
The criterion of success is never the process, but the result. We often like to emphasize the role of hard work, but deliberately avoid the gap in talent.
Chicken soup always makes some people who don't work hard have some illusions: they just don't work hard, and if they work hard, they will be able to do whatever they want. But chicken soup doesn't tell us that the most likely possibility is that even if we work hard, there will be nothing.
effect.
Peaches will never grow on an apple tree, and no shark can swim into a shallow pond, no matter how experienced it is. Everyone has his or her own uniqueness.
Those talents are innate and should be cherished and treated kindly, but we often bury them deep in our hearts because we want to fit in with the group, to win the approval of others, and to be consistent with the general public. Over time, we will
Naturally, I have forgotten the talents I once had.
We are all cowards, afraid of being criticized and ridiculed for being different from others; we are all cowards, afraid of failure, and timid in doing anything; we are all cowards, looking up at the successful people talking endlessly, but secretly secretly
Cumbling, doubts and doubts.
Compared to the uncertain future, most people are more willing to accept the cruelty of reality, even if it goes against their own values.
But it is precisely because we are all doing the same thing that the competition is so fierce, and the so-called hard work is nothing more than gritting your teeth and holding tears, working non-stop from nine to five.
There was once a famous scholar who longed to become a writer in his childhood, but his parents felt that it was a complete waste of time. Because he had no intention of giving up writing, his parents were "forced to have no choice".
, sent him to a mental hospital, hoping that through treatment, those "unrealizable" thoughts would be driven out of his son's mind.
There are people like this around each of us. They are not only cautious within the scope of their own cognition, but also always want to bring others back to the "correct" life track. They may be relatives and friends, or they may be colleagues and bosses.
, it may be an opera, an old song, or a famous saying that smells sour.
Effort determines the lower limit, but talent determines the upper limit, and only those who have really worked hard know how important talent is.
Others can take the first grade in the exam even if they sleep in class every day, and win over rich people by just flirting with them. So what do we get for those who have been doing our jobs and working diligently...
It was a space crack nearly a hundred meters long, opened by Rikka using her original power, and it showed no sign of dissipating until the end of the battle.
"Sure enough, you still want me to wipe your ass and pretend to be the best. Then you can deal with the aftermath on your own. What a waste!"
"What are you looking at? You are just a dragster. You are just three ants, but you can still cause such a big battle. Why don't you just destroy the Augu Continent?"
Gloria stood in the space crack and said coldly. The surging blood power continued to penetrate the body and wrap up the space crack.
Gloria, who was supposed to be eating for the first time, was a little helpless. After all, after devouring the Scarlet Perfection, she could find time to plan for evolution.
But now it seems that more than half of the blood power gained in vain has been consumed. Coupled with the exhaustion after crushing her heart, Gloria's words naturally appeared harsh and harsh.
She does have the strength to repair space cracks of this magnitude, but she is disgusted with Rikka's completely reckless fighting.
However, there was a glimmer of light in her eyes. You must know that being able to swallow the power of chaos so conveniently is a beautiful thing that can only be encountered but cannot be sought.
This time Rikka did not speak harshly, but sat beside her sister, eating snacks while being wary of anyone who dared to approach Gloria.