Two years ago, I met a friend on the Internet, a host of a provincial radio station. Because of our common interests, we often played dubbing and recitation together on the Internet, and gradually formed a relatively stable small circle. He has a particularly mellow and warm baritone, which sounds very comfortable. Although the reputation and treatment of provincial radio stations are relatively good, he has always felt that the life he wants is not these. After some preparation, he resolutely quit his job and decided to go to Beijing for development. When we heard the news, he had quit his job, had a short rest at home, learned to drive and sorted himself out. At that time, everyone was very surprised, because in the eyes of many of us, a provincial radio announcer with a staffing system was really a pretty good job. So we often ask him a question: do you feel pity? His answer is always firm: there is no pity. What kind of life you want must be pursued bravely. Not long after, he was admitted to the people's daily editor with his own efforts. After doing it for a period of time, he was convinced that writing eight part essays was not what he wanted. Just during this period, he met a director of CCTV. After being introduced, he was finally admitted to CCTV and is now a producer of CCTV. He said that at present, he has to write more than 100000 words of articles every week, dub and travel. Despite this, he still insists on registering a company and sleeps very little every day, but he is very full. His own assumption is that when his life experience and money are accumulated to a certain extent, he will leave the platform and completely do his own business, and strive to make his own world in Beijing. With his ability and perseverance, I believe that he will succeed in the near future. It was also two years ago, when I met this friend, like him, there were a group of people who said they would resign and pursue their dreams. After two years, he was the only one who really took action. Those people, including myself, are still talking about their dreams and looking forward to the so-called bright future. Ma Yun has become the richest man in the world, which has no impact on our wealth ranking. Looking back two years ago, at that time, I really had the idea of resigning. I am in a good or bad unit, doing non creative work, with a stable salary, hungry or not rich, and my future is at a loss. However, such a job is loved by parents and relatives. They not only like it but also take it as a pride. It seems that I am a signboard worthy of boasting. As for myself, I yearn for the fast pace of big cities and hope that I can really strive for my ideals. (www.lz13.cn) so I pretended to resign with my family inadvertently. Unexpectedly, the reaction of my family was unexpectedly fierce. My parents, grandmother, eldest aunt, second aunt and other relatives called me repeatedly to bomb me. There was only one core idea: you can't resign! Your current job is so stable that you don't have to worry about anything. Your family doesn't want you to earn a lot of money. It's good if you live in peace and stability. As for what I said, no one listened, no one cared what my ideal was, and no one understood where my so-called depression came from. After the blow, I began to retreat involuntarily. I also began to make excuses for myself. I think I have passed the age of 25 and have been in the system for several years. Many skills have degenerated. If I go out at this time, can I find an ideal job? Can I enter my dream industry? In this world of looking at my face, how much can my face score? Can I let the outside world cross the line and let them find my inner beauty? One by one, problems keep popping up in my mind. I was afraid of wolves before and tigers after. I looked forward and backward. I tossed and turned. Slowly, my courage began to wither like a balloon pierced with holes. In a flash, two years passed like an arrow. While I am getting closer and closer at the age of 30, I am getting farther and farther away from my dream. There is no shortage of people with ideals and aspirations in this world, but what kind of people can finally realize their dreams? It must be those who have outstanding action force, have courage, dare to work hard, have courage, and the future must belong to them. Those who are dissatisfied with the status quo, but only complain in vain but do not take any action, are like frogs in deep quagmire. They can only sink deeper and deeper, and finally they are not submerged. I hope you and I are not frogs buried in the mud.

Two years ago, I met a friend on the Internet, a host of a provincial radio station. Because of our common interests, we often played dubbing and recitation together on the Internet, and gradually formed a relatively stable small circle. He has a particularly mellow and warm baritone, which sounds very comfortable. Although the reputation and treatment of provincial radio stations are relatively good, he has always felt that the life he wants is not these. After some preparation, he resolutely quit his job and decided to go to Beijing for development. When we heard the news, he had quit his job, had a short rest at home, learned to drive and sorted himself out. At that time, everyone was very surprised, because in the eyes of many of us, a provincial radio announcer with a staffing system was really a pretty good job. So we often ask him a question: do you feel pity? His answer is always firm: there is no pity. What kind of life you want must be pursued bravely. Not long after, he was admitted to the people's daily editor with his own efforts. After doing it for a period of time, he was convinced that writing eight part essays was not what he wanted. Just during this period, he met a director of CCTV. After being introduced, he was finally admitted to CCTV and is now a producer of CCTV. He said that at present, he has to write more than 100000 words of articles every week, dub and travel. Despite this, he still insists on registering a company and sleeps very little every day, but he is very full. His own assumption is that when his life experience and money are accumulated to a certain extent, he will leave the platform and completely do his own business, and strive to make his own world in Beijing. With his ability and perseverance, I believe that he will succeed in the near future. It was also two years ago, when I met this friend, like him, there were a group of people who said they would resign and pursue their dreams. After two years, he was the only one who really took action. Those people, including myself, are still talking about their dreams and looking forward to the so-called bright future. Ma Yun has become the richest man in the world, which has no impact on our wealth ranking. Looking back two years ago, at that time, I really had the idea of resigning. I am in a good or bad unit, doing non creative work, with a stable salary, hungry or not rich, and my future is at a loss. However, such a job is loved by parents and relatives. They not only like it but also take it as a pride. It seems that I am a signboard worthy of boasting. As for myself, I yearn for the fast pace of big cities and hope that I can really strive for my ideals. (www.lz13.cn) so I pretended to resign with my family inadvertently. Unexpectedly, the reaction of my family was unexpectedly fierce. My parents, grandmother, eldest aunt, second aunt and other relatives called me repeatedly to bomb me. There was only one core idea: you can't resign! Your current job is so stable that you don't have to worry about anything. Your family doesn't want you to earn a lot of money. It's good if you live in peace and stability. As for what I said, no one listened, no one cared what my ideal was, and no one understood where my so-called depression came from. After the blow, I began to retreat involuntarily. I also began to make excuses for myself. I think I have passed the age of 25 and have been in the system for several years. Many skills have degenerated. If I go out at this time, can I find an ideal job? Can I enter my dream industry? In this world of looking at my face, how much can my face score? Can I let the outside world cross the line and let them find my inner beauty? One by one, problems keep popping up in my mind. I was afraid of wolves before and tigers after. I looked forward and backward. I tossed and turned. Slowly, my courage began to wither like a balloon pierced with holes. In a flash, two years passed like an arrow. While I am getting closer and closer at the age of 30, I am getting farther and farther away from my dream. There is no shortage of people with ideals and aspirations in this world, but what kind of people can finally realize their dreams? It must be those who have outstanding action force, have courage, dare to work hard, have courage, and the future must belong to them. Those who are dissatisfied with the status quo, but only complain in vain but do not take any action, are like frogs in deep quagmire. They can only sink deeper and deeper, and finally they are not submerged. I hope you and I are not frogs buried in the mud.