As a person who doesn't have strong self-control and looks happy for no reason, I admire those who do things quietly. My cousin should actually be called uncle in terms of seniority, but he was only one year older than me. I couldn't say it, so I decided to reduce his seniority by one. He got good grades when he was a child. He made mistakes in the college entrance examination and accidentally took an ordinary university. When he was a junior, I was a freshman. I didn't see him when I came back to the relatives' party. I was busy asking him. His mother whispered to me that he was reading at school. A few months later, I went to his city for tourism and asked him out to meet and have dinner. He hurried from school to the railway station to pick me up. He had a circle of stubble on his chin, his hair was in a mess, and two buttons fell off his shirt. We went to the neighborhood for a casual meal, looked at him who had lost two circles and asked him what happened. He said, "the postgraduate entrance examination is not a person's life. He studies day and night." I asked him how long he slept in a day, and he said, four hours. I couldn't bear to waste his time any more, so I said goodbye to him after dinner. It was sad to see him rush to the bus and race against time. I don't know how many hours it will take him to meet again. It won't take him two days and nights. A year later, he was already a graduate student, or a full scholarship. After another two years, he got the opportunity of continuous study of master's degree and doctoral degree. During his doctoral study, he assisted his tutor in experiments and earned 2000 yuan a month. His wife and I went to Ohio State University last week to earn enough money for his postdoctoral study. I had a brief chat with him on wechat and learned that he was about to leave. Goodbye. I don't know when it is. I asked him, "it's hard to study." He still said with a smile, "it's not a human life." I asked him what kind of tenacity and determination he had in addition to hard work. He said that he was determined enough to go all the way to the dark without leaving a way back. During this period, he did not expose himself to stay up late to review on his circle of friends and microblog, nor did he show off what degree he got, what awards he won and how many scholarships he won. From the university to now, in eight years, he has been silent and reached the post doctoral level. More importantly, he was born in 1988. We often say that the world is so big. We don't go to see how to live in youth, but we are always trapped in secular affairs. Finally, I went out for a small tour. I was busy taking self photos. I didn't see much scenery. I took a lot of self photos. A girl friend was born petite and weak. She found a tall and big boyfriend. She has the temperament of long legged Europa, but it is rare for her to show love. Unexpectedly, a few years later, she actually published a book. The content of the book is still traveling around the world, recording every bit of her and her boyfriend going to 28 countries. The friends knew and exclaimed, "oh my God, she writes so well! I haven't seen her bask in the sun at ordinary times!" The photos in the book are very beautiful. The signatures are all his boyfriend. After turning over, I found that the photos are very good. Not only the scenery is beautiful, but also the people are beautiful. "God, it's a waste to have such a boyfriend who can take photos and doesn't take photos in his circle of friends!" A friend complained. Is it wasted? No waste at all. When your circle of friends takes photos of themselves, you first have to turn on the beauty camera. After taking more than a dozen or even dozens of photos in succession, pick out a few, open the beautiful pictures, XiuXiu and repair the pictures, and make up a period of painstaking efforts before sending them out. It's gone for dozens of minutes. People use this time to see the world, record every scenery they go through with the most realistic lens, then calm down and turn them into words, books and the most precious memory of life, and then publish the book quietly. There will indeed be such a group of people in our circle of friends: There are several books in the sun. As a result, I may not have finished reading one. Sun overtime, sleep until midnight, wake up and go to the bathroom, but don't forget to add: still working overtime. Sun exposure when traveling, sun exposure wherever you go, and sun exposure wherever you don't go. All day long, you shout to go out to see the world, but you just let the world see your own self photos. Bask in love and death. Finally, there was no fate. When it came to an end, I turned back and fiercely deleted microblogs and circles of friends. "You're going to be a quiet adult." This sentence is said by Haruki Murakami. Many people use it to send microblogs, send circles of friends, and even as personal signatures. However, how many people really learn to be quiet? You know, a cow is not dazzling at all. When you can be a quiet adult depends on what kind of heart you have. If the tree wants to be quiet, the wind will stop. This is the realm of silence. Keep practicing! Boy.

As a person who doesn't have strong self-control and looks happy for no reason, I admire those who do things quietly. My cousin should actually be called uncle in terms of seniority, but he was only one year older than me. I couldn't say it, so I decided to reduce his seniority by one. He got good grades when he was a child. He made mistakes in the college entrance examination and accidentally took an ordinary university. When he was a junior, I was a freshman. I didn't see him when I came back to the relatives' party. I was busy asking him. His mother whispered to me that he was reading at school. A few months later, I went to his city for tourism and asked him out to meet and have dinner. He hurried from school to the railway station to pick me up. He had a circle of stubble on his chin, his hair was in a mess, and two buttons fell off his shirt. We went to the neighborhood for a casual meal, looked at him who had lost two circles and asked him what happened. He said, "the postgraduate entrance examination is not a person's life. He studies day and night." I asked him how long he slept in a day, and he said, four hours. I couldn't bear to waste his time any more, so I said goodbye to him after dinner. It was sad to see him rush to the bus and race against time. I don't know how many hours it will take him to meet again. It won't take him two days and nights. A year later, he was already a graduate student, or a full scholarship. After another two years, he got the opportunity of continuous study of master's degree and doctoral degree. During his doctoral study, he assisted his tutor in experiments and earned 2000 yuan a month. His wife and I went to Ohio State University last week to earn enough money for his postdoctoral study. I had a brief chat with him on wechat and learned that he was about to leave. Goodbye. I don't know when it is. I asked him, "it's hard to study." He still said with a smile, "it's not a human life." I asked him what kind of tenacity and determination he had in addition to hard work. He said that he was determined enough to go all the way to the dark without leaving a way back. During this period, he did not expose himself to stay up late to review on his circle of friends and microblog, nor did he show off what degree he got, what awards he won and how many scholarships he won. From the university to now, in eight years, he has been silent and reached the post doctoral level. More importantly, he was born in 1988. We often say that the world is so big. We don't go to see how to live in youth, but we are always trapped in secular affairs. Finally, I went out for a small tour. I was busy taking self photos. I didn't see much scenery. I took a lot of self photos. A girl friend was born petite and weak. She found a tall and big boyfriend. She has the temperament of long legged Europa, but it is rare for her to show love. Unexpectedly, a few years later, she actually published a book. The content of the book is still traveling around the world, recording every bit of her and her boyfriend going to 28 countries. The friends knew and exclaimed, "oh my God, she writes so well! I haven't seen her bask in the sun at ordinary times!" The photos in the book are very beautiful. The signatures are all his boyfriend. After turning over, I found that the photos are very good. Not only the scenery is beautiful, but also the people are beautiful. "God, it's a waste to have such a boyfriend who can take photos and doesn't take photos in his circle of friends!" A friend complained. Is it wasted? No waste at all. When your circle of friends takes photos of themselves, you first have to turn on the beauty camera. After taking more than a dozen or even dozens of photos in succession, pick out a few, open the beautiful pictures, XiuXiu and repair the pictures, and make up a period of painstaking efforts before sending them out. It's gone for dozens of minutes. People use this time to see the world, record every scenery they go through with the most realistic lens, then calm down and turn them into words, books and the most precious memory of life, and then publish the book quietly. There will indeed be such a group of people in our circle of friends: There are several books in the sun. As a result, I may not have finished reading one. Sun overtime, sleep until midnight, wake up and go to the bathroom, but don't forget to add: still working overtime. Sun exposure when traveling, sun exposure wherever you go, and sun exposure wherever you don't go. All day long, you shout to go out to see the world, but you just let the world see your own self photos. Bask in love and death. Finally, there was no fate. When it came to an end, I turned back and fiercely deleted microblogs and circles of friends. "You're going to be a quiet adult." This sentence is said by Haruki Murakami. Many people use it to send microblogs, send circles of friends, and even as personal signatures. However, how many people really learn to be quiet? You know, a cow is not dazzling at all. When you can be a quiet adult depends on what kind of heart you have. If the tree wants to be quiet, the wind will stop. This is the realm of silence. Keep practicing! Boy.