Friends moved into their new house, and several friends gathered to congratulate them on moving in. The master is not vulgar and knows how to enjoy life. Although he is not rich, the house is simple and interesting. The balcony is very spacious, hung with several pots of flowers and plants, red and green, dense and pleasing to the eye. In the bright spring sun, we sat casually, eating fruits and drinking drinks at will, overlooking the tall buildings in the distance, flowers and lawns nearby, and talking about relaxed topics. Time and space seemed to be static, and no one was willing to break this rare warmth. "Hey! Do you see whether these pots of flowers and plants are true or false?" Said a careful lady. "Why didn't I see it?" Someone asked. "Without touching or smelling, I'll give a pot of tulips to anyone who can accurately point out the true and false five meters away." The master said with some pride. So everyone began to observe carefully. I'm plant blind. It's strange that no matter how hard I try, I can't remember the names of all kinds of flowers and trees, and I can't distinguish the good or bad varieties. I like ornamental plants, but I can't tell why. I only know that those who can make me relaxed and happy must be good plants. Weeds that are worthless for a penny sometimes move me more than exotic flowers and plants priced at thousands of yuan. In front of several potted plants, they all grow very lush. They look green as jade and green. The flowers also bloom vividly and wantonly. Suddenly, it's really hard to tell the true from the false. But looking at it, I felt it. I found that there were three potted flowers that could vaguely find withered leaves, and some leaves were also slightly burnt yellow, showing the traces of metabolism and the invasion of wind and rain. But the other two pots were bright green and bright red, without a redundant leaf, a trace of weeds and a dead vine. Everything is the result of careful design and manufacture. They look perfect. Looking at them, my light heart rippled. It seemed that this perfect thing was far less pleasant than the new green mixed with stumps and dead leaves. I have been to a national swamp forest park in the United States. It was the dry season. We were lucky to walk along the path into the depths of the swamp forest. At that time, the charm of nature deeply shocked me. Looking up, tall and straight trees spread to the end of heaven and earth. Sometimes there are several trees that have been blown down by the wind. Some are gradually weathered and covered with green moss. Squirrels and some small animals use them as nests to play, which has a special interest. I think if there were no fallen stumps, no uneven shrubs, and only neat pillars, the primeval forest would be much inferior. All things in the world are like this. Too perfect loses its authenticity. The loveliness of children lies in their innocence and childishness, although they often fall and need help. (www.lz13. CN) the advantage of young people lies in their courage to rush, their vigor and vitality, even if they often make all kinds of mistakes. Because of them, the world looks vibrant and full of vitality. In fact, the meaning of life is conceived in the struggle of difficulties and hardships. The greatness of the Great Wall is that it does not hesitate to meander and trek through mountains. The magnificent momentum of the Yangtze River lies in that it has gone through hardships, bypassed countless rapids and dangerous beaches, soared and roared unswervingly and rolled eastward. Without thorny miscellaneous trees and grass, there would be no primeval forest full of towering trees. Without hardship, life is not complete. A person who has never suffered setbacks in his life is a person who lives pale, boring and most boring. "The flower without dead leaves is fake. Although it looks brighter and more perfect, I still like the real one." Someone interrupted my thoughts. It seems that my understanding is really poor. What I think of is just a fact that everyone knows, a very simple truth that can be seen everywhere. Growing up in pain To be expelled from the garden of Eden is to be exiled forever. We can no longer turn back and return to the paradise. The way home has been blocked by angels and burning swords. We can't turn back, we can only move forward. Wanting to return to Eden is like trying to return to the mother's womb, back to infancy, which can't be realized at all. The way back is broken. We can't go back to our mother's womb or infancy, so we must grow up. We can only move forward, cross the desert of life, painfully walk through the hot and barren land, and gradually reach a deeper level of consciousness. This is a serious fact, because a large number of human mental problems, including drug abuse, stem from attempts to return to the garden of Eden. At the cocktail party, we will have a glass of wine to weaken our self-awareness and eliminate shyness. Isn't that so? An appropriate amount of alcohol, marijuana, cocaine or their compounds can enable us to temporarily recover the lost feeling of integration with the universe in a few minutes or hours, and revisit the warm, real and illusory feeling of integration between man and nature. However, this review will never last long, and the cost is often unbearable. As the myth says, many people flinch. We really can't return to the garden of Eden. We must go straight through the desert. It was a difficult and painful journey. They found a seemingly safe place, dug out a bunker, stayed there and didn't want to cross the painful desert full of cactus, thorns and gravel. Although most people have heard Franklin's famous saying: "only pain can bring lessons", few people can really practice it. The pain across the desert was unbearable, so they interrupted the journey early. Disease is not only a physical disorder, but also a psychological refusal to grow. This kind of psychological disorder can be adjusted through the growth of mind. Those who stop learning and growing early in life, refuse to change and become complacent often fall into a situation called "second childhood". They become grumpy, critical and self-centered. This is not the real "second childhood", but the continuation of their "first childhood". Under the cover of old and fragile adults, what is exposed is the latent emotional childishness. Psychologists know that many people who have grown up in appearance are actually emotional children. They are emotional children who linger under the clothes of adults. The reason for this conclusion is not that the people who come to us for treatment are less mature than ordinary people. On the contrary, those who are eager to grow up for psychotherapy are precisely those who want to get rid of childishness and childishness. They just haven't found a way out for a while. To tell you the truth, there are not many such people. As for others, they refuse to think about how to grow up. Maybe that's why they especially hate talking about aging. I remember in January 1980, shortly after I finished writing the road few people take - the journey of mental maturity, in Washington, D.C., I chartered a taxi to do programs on many radio and television stations. After a few walks, the taxi driver asked me, "Hey, man, what do you do?" I told him that I was promoting a book. He asked, "what did you say?" So I talked to him about psychology and faith. About half a minute later, he expressed his opinion: "aha, it sounds like many shit things in life are really possible!" Although he is a rough man, he has a gift for insight. So in the next TV talk show, I asked the editor if he could talk about it. They said no. They must have taboo that dirty word. I suggested that they could replace it with words like "nonsense", but they still said no. People just don't want to talk about real maturity because it's too painful. A mature person must have experienced a lot of pain, and a person who has not suffered too much pain will not mature. Suffering is the only way to maturity, and no one can avoid it. Avoiding pain is the root of human psychological diseases, because everyone has the tendency to avoid pain, and most of us have some psychological diseases more or less. Jung, a psychological master, said, "if you avoid the pain of life, you will suffer from neurosis.". Many people are suffering from neurosis to avoid pain. Fortunately, many people can face it calmly, seek psychotherapy in time, and face the normal pain of life with a positive attitude. The pain of life has extraordinary value. If you have the courage to take responsibility and face difficulties, you can surpass yourself and make your heart healthy.

Friends moved into their new house, and several friends gathered to congratulate them on moving in. The master is not vulgar and knows how to enjoy life. Although he is not rich, the house is simple and interesting. The balcony is very spacious, hung with several pots of flowers and plants, red and green, dense and pleasing to the eye. In the bright spring sun, we sat casually, eating fruits and drinking drinks at will, overlooking the tall buildings in the distance, flowers and lawns nearby, and talking about relaxed topics. Time and space seemed to be static, and no one was willing to break this rare warmth. "Hey! Do you see whether these pots of flowers and plants are true or false?" Said a careful lady. "Why didn't I see it?" Someone asked. "Without touching or smelling, I'll give a pot of tulips to anyone who can accurately point out the true and false five meters away." The master said with some pride. So everyone began to observe carefully. I'm plant blind. It's strange that no matter how hard I try, I can't remember the names of all kinds of flowers and trees, and I can't distinguish the good or bad varieties. I like ornamental plants, but I can't tell why. I only know that those who can make me relaxed and happy must be good plants. Weeds that are worthless for a penny sometimes move me more than exotic flowers and plants priced at thousands of yuan. In front of several potted plants, they all grow very lush. They look green as jade and green. The flowers also bloom vividly and wantonly. Suddenly, it's really hard to tell the true from the false. But looking at it, I felt it. I found that there were three potted flowers that could vaguely find withered leaves, and some leaves were also slightly burnt yellow, showing the traces of metabolism and the invasion of wind and rain. But the other two pots were bright green and bright red, without a redundant leaf, a trace of weeds and a dead vine. Everything is the result of careful design and manufacture. They look perfect. Looking at them, my light heart rippled. It seemed that this perfect thing was far less pleasant than the new green mixed with stumps and dead leaves. I have been to a national swamp forest park in the United States. It was the dry season. We were lucky to walk along the path into the depths of the swamp forest. At that time, the charm of nature deeply shocked me. Looking up, tall and straight trees spread to the end of heaven and earth. Sometimes there are several trees that have been blown down by the wind. Some are gradually weathered and covered with green moss. Squirrels and some small animals use them as nests to play, which has a special interest. I think if there were no fallen stumps, no uneven shrubs, and only neat pillars, the primeval forest would be much inferior. All things in the world are like this. Too perfect loses its authenticity. The loveliness of children lies in their innocence and childishness, although they often fall and need help. (www.lz13. CN) the advantage of young people lies in their courage to rush, their vigor and vitality, even if they often make all kinds of mistakes. Because of them, the world looks vibrant and full of vitality. In fact, the meaning of life is conceived in the struggle of difficulties and hardships. The greatness of the Great Wall is that it does not hesitate to meander and trek through mountains. The magnificent momentum of the Yangtze River lies in that it has gone through hardships, bypassed countless rapids and dangerous beaches, soared and roared unswervingly and rolled eastward. Without thorny miscellaneous trees and grass, there would be no primeval forest full of towering trees. Without hardship, life is not complete. A person who has never suffered setbacks in his life is a person who lives pale, boring and most boring. "The flower without dead leaves is fake. Although it looks brighter and more perfect, I still like the real one." Someone interrupted my thoughts. It seems that my understanding is really poor. What I think of is just a fact that everyone knows, a very simple truth that can be seen everywhere. Growing up in pain To be expelled from the garden of Eden is to be exiled forever. We can no longer turn back and return to the paradise. The way home has been blocked by angels and burning swords. We can't turn back, we can only move forward. Wanting to return to Eden is like trying to return to the mother's womb, back to infancy, which can't be realized at all. The way back is broken. We can't go back to our mother's womb or infancy, so we must grow up. We can only move forward, cross the desert of life, painfully walk through the hot and barren land, and gradually reach a deeper level of consciousness. This is a serious fact, because a large number of human mental problems, including drug abuse, stem from attempts to return to the garden of Eden. At the cocktail party, we will have a glass of wine to weaken our self-awareness and eliminate shyness. Isn't that so? An appropriate amount of alcohol, marijuana, cocaine or their compounds can enable us to temporarily recover the lost feeling of integration with the universe in a few minutes or hours, and revisit the warm, real and illusory feeling of integration between man and nature. However, this review will never last long, and the cost is often unbearable. As the myth says, many people flinch. We really can't return to the garden of Eden. We must go straight through the desert. It was a difficult and painful journey. They found a seemingly safe place, dug out a bunker, stayed there and didn't want to cross the painful desert full of cactus, thorns and gravel. Although most people have heard Franklin's famous saying: "only pain can bring lessons", few people can really practice it. The pain across the desert was unbearable, so they interrupted the journey early. Disease is not only a physical disorder, but also a psychological refusal to grow. This kind of psychological disorder can be adjusted through the growth of mind. Those who stop learning and growing early in life, refuse to change and become complacent often fall into a situation called "second childhood". They become grumpy, critical and self-centered. This is not the real "second childhood", but the continuation of their "first childhood". Under the cover of old and fragile adults, what is exposed is the latent emotional childishness. Psychologists know that many people who have grown up in appearance are actually emotional children. They are emotional children who linger under the clothes of adults. The reason for this conclusion is not that the people who come to us for treatment are less mature than ordinary people. On the contrary, those who are eager to grow up for psychotherapy are precisely those who want to get rid of childishness and childishness. They just haven't found a way out for a while. To tell you the truth, there are not many such people. As for others, they refuse to think about how to grow up. Maybe that's why they especially hate talking about aging. I remember in January 1980, shortly after I finished writing the road few people take - the journey of mental maturity, in Washington, D.C., I chartered a taxi to do programs on many radio and television stations. After a few walks, the taxi driver asked me, "Hey, man, what do you do?" I told him that I was promoting a book. He asked, "what did you say?" So I talked to him about psychology and faith. About half a minute later, he expressed his opinion: "aha, it sounds like many shit things in life are really possible!" Although he is a rough man, he has a gift for insight. So in the next TV talk show, I asked the editor if he could talk about it. They said no. They must have taboo that dirty word. I suggested that they could replace it with words like "nonsense", but they still said no. People just don't want to talk about real maturity because it's too painful. A mature person must have experienced a lot of pain, and a person who has not suffered too much pain will not mature. Suffering is the only way to maturity, and no one can avoid it. Avoiding pain is the root of human psychological diseases, because everyone has the tendency to avoid pain, and most of us have some psychological diseases more or less. Jung, a psychological master, said, "if you avoid the pain of life, you will suffer from neurosis.". Many people are suffering from neurosis to avoid pain. Fortunately, many people can face it calmly, seek psychotherapy in time, and face the normal pain of life with a positive attitude. The pain of life has extraordinary value. If you have the courage to take responsibility and face difficulties, you can surpass yourself and make your heart healthy.