I have been determined to make every day better. When you get up in the morning, you have to plan how to have a better day - how to arrange all kinds of work, how to arrange all kinds of contacts and entertainment, how to squeeze out time to read the books you want, how to give your family more time, and how to do important things as much as possible instead of just doing urgent things. But it is often that people are not as good as days. Almost every day's plan will always be interrupted by all kinds of unexpected interference. At the end of the year, I took my son skiing. I didn't expect that a slight fall would lead to a fracture of my right ankle. For a hundred days, my three-month plan was almost completely rewritten. I became a sick pig lying in bed humming in continuous foot pain. Sometimes I had planned to use full energy to solve some work problems one week. As a result, I was secretly attacked by a severe cold, sore throat, difficult to swallow food, runny nose, used two boxes of napkins every day, and was disturbed by cough in the middle of the night. Sometimes, I made a good plan for a day, but I was exhausted in the afternoon. I didn't have any motivation. I didn't bother to look at the books I had to read. I wanted to reply to the email, but I wanted to fall when I saw the computer. Or I had planned to sit quietly at home one night and take a walk in the nearby park. Suddenly, a phone call came and several friends asked me to come over for a lively party, so the peace of the night came to naught again. There are those troubles, contradictions and entanglements you hope to solve as soon as possible, but they will not develop according to your wishes. They seem to have their own life. While you try to cut them off, they flourish elsewhere. So I struggle almost every day between the beauty of the plan and the cruelty of the reality, plan day by day, and then see that the careful plan is smashed, and I enter an uncontrollable living state, wandering in time and space with some humorous absurdity. It's almost impossible for my personality to resolutely resist the change of the plan, and some things that happen can't be resisted, such as breaking my foot, or catching a cold, or the planned half-hour trip on the road was stretched into two hours due to traffic jam. I can only look for the reasonable factors arranged by God in the absurdity. For example, if my foot is broken, I can at least find reasons to reduce some social activities and read more books in bed; Another unexpected gain is that after three months of crutches, I suddenly found that the muscles on my arm had a shape. A cold seems very hateful because of dizziness, confusion, cough and sleeplessness at night. But I actually found an advantage. There were several big social gatherings in a week when I caught a cold. I could finally find a reason not to drink and watch others fight for wine. I also found that "everyone is drunk and I wake up alone" is a very boring state. However, friends call you to attend the party, which not only interferes with your life, but also gives you a great comfort: it's actually a kind of happiness for someone to think of you. I haven't experienced the state of being completely forgotten by the world, but I'm not sure I can live a vast life like that. One of the main reasons why my plan failed was to fill up every day. I have long understood the importance of leaving some gaps in life, but in reality, I try to fill every minute with the so-called meaning. As a result, it is like a tree without turning space, squeezed into a monotonous and thin shadow, but without the richness of lush branches and leaves. If I finally turn my life into a monotonous shadow, although there are various reasons for external coercion, the final choice is my own will. Maybe the plan still needs to be done. But what we need to pay attention to is to try to make the right plan rather than busy plan, because only the right plan can let us go on the right path of life. The same is true of countries, enterprises and individuals. On the premise of correct planning, treat the accidents in life as essential surprises and embellishments, which may also be a feeling of being a man.

I have been determined to make every day better. When you get up in the morning, you have to plan how to have a better day - how to arrange all kinds of work, how to arrange all kinds of contacts and entertainment, how to squeeze out time to read the books you want, how to give your family more time, and how to do important things as much as possible instead of just doing urgent things. But it is often that people are not as good as days. Almost every day's plan will always be interrupted by all kinds of unexpected interference. At the end of the year, I took my son skiing. I didn't expect that a slight fall would lead to a fracture of my right ankle. For a hundred days, my three-month plan was almost completely rewritten. I became a sick pig lying in bed humming in continuous foot pain. Sometimes I had planned to use full energy to solve some work problems one week. As a result, I was secretly attacked by a severe cold, sore throat, difficult to swallow food, runny nose, used two boxes of napkins every day, and was disturbed by cough in the middle of the night. Sometimes, I made a good plan for a day, but I was exhausted in the afternoon. I didn't have any motivation. I didn't bother to look at the books I had to read. I wanted to reply to the email, but I wanted to fall when I saw the computer. Or I had planned to sit quietly at home one night and take a walk in the nearby park. Suddenly, a phone call came and several friends asked me to come over for a lively party, so the peace of the night came to naught again. There are those troubles, contradictions and entanglements you hope to solve as soon as possible, but they will not develop according to your wishes. They seem to have their own life. While you try to cut them off, they flourish elsewhere. So I struggle almost every day between the beauty of the plan and the cruelty of the reality, plan day by day, and then see that the careful plan is smashed, and I enter an uncontrollable living state, wandering in time and space with some humorous absurdity. It's almost impossible for my personality to resolutely resist the change of the plan, and some things that happen can't be resisted, such as breaking my foot, or catching a cold, or the planned half-hour trip on the road was stretched into two hours due to traffic jam. I can only look for the reasonable factors arranged by God in the absurdity. For example, if my foot is broken, I can at least find reasons to reduce some social activities and read more books in bed; Another unexpected gain is that after three months of crutches, I suddenly found that the muscles on my arm had a shape. A cold seems very hateful because of dizziness, confusion, cough and sleeplessness at night. But I actually found an advantage. There were several big social gatherings in a week when I caught a cold. I could finally find a reason not to drink and watch others fight for wine. I also found that "everyone is drunk and I wake up alone" is a very boring state. However, friends call you to attend the party, which not only interferes with your life, but also gives you a great comfort: it's actually a kind of happiness for someone to think of you. I haven't experienced the state of being completely forgotten by the world, but I'm not sure I can live a vast life like that. One of the main reasons why my plan failed was to fill up every day. I have long understood the importance of leaving some gaps in life, but in reality, I try to fill every minute with the so-called meaning. As a result, it is like a tree without turning space, squeezed into a monotonous and thin shadow, but without the richness of lush branches and leaves. If I finally turn my life into a monotonous shadow, although there are various reasons for external coercion, the final choice is my own will. Maybe the plan still needs to be done. But what we need to pay attention to is to try to make the right plan rather than busy plan, because only the right plan can let us go on the right path of life. The same is true of countries, enterprises and individuals. On the premise of correct planning, treat the accidents in life as essential surprises and embellishments, which may also be a feeling of being a man.