A good life doesn't have to be too hard.

What would you do if your life was in trouble?

As a northern drifter, my only strong relationship with this city is work. For a long time, I regard work as the focus of my life. When there is something wrong with my work, I fall into the double anxiety of work and life.

For a long time, I tried different ways to resist this stage. I tried a walk-and-go trip, but I was absent-minded all the time. I tried to drink some wine to vent, but the next day, except for a stomachache, my life didn't change at all.

The poet Pushkin's view is that if life deceives you, don't be sad, don't be impatient! Be calm in melancholy days; believe that happy days will come!

I have also tried to treat life with Buddhism and let nature take its course.

However, passive treatment can not solve the problems brought by life, sitting back and waiting for its change is just giving up treatment for life.

Looking back on that time, I found that my biggest problem was to avoid the problems exposed by life, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

When you are really in the predicament of life, what you should do is to face life squarely and examine the present.

So, when you are in trouble, why not have a dialogue or negotiation with life and see how it responds to you?

@ Gu Zhizhi, a 26-year-old company employee

After graduating from college, I moved into a rental house of more than ten square meters. From that moment on, the game between me and life officially began.

Some people say that houses are rented and life is my own. I strongly agree with you.

When I first moved in and out of renting, I devoted myself to studying various decoration styles of INS style, MUJI style and western style. I dressed up the room very well, took a lot of photos, posted moments, and got a lot of likes.

I also bought myself a refrigerator and put it in a small rented room. My friends thought it was not worth it, but I insisted. Hypocritical caption: fill the refrigerator with fresh food and life will be full of fireworks.

Life was put into the circle of friends by me, under a high degree of beauty, my life was completely distorted.

Within three months, my life was what it was. Time was dragged into the whirlpool by work. I was busy going to work, working overtime and going home. The uncontrolled schedule made me a late-night house and weekend house, living on takeout every day.

At that time, when I was watching the Korean TV series "Ghost", a plot stung me deeply:

A female ghost who died of overwork begged the hostess to go to her rental room to help her clean up the room and fill the refrigerator with food. She was worried that when her mother went to pick up her belongings, she would be sad when she saw the empty refrigerator and the messy room and guessed that her life was too bad.

I looked around my room, it had already become a beggar; when I opened the refrigerator, it smelled pungent, I don't know when to buy food, moldy, sprouting.

Life is not a show overnight, but a long and lasting operation.

When I put on airs and postures in front of life, it gave me a smelly refrigerator in return. I knew that in my first battle with life, I was completely defeated.

Life should be like three meals at a time, manage carefully and really feel it.

Aunt Chen has retired at the age of 54

Last year, I retired early.

When I was ready to return to my family and devote myself to taking care of my family, my daughter told me that she would stay and work in another place after graduation. The daughter said, "your future life is your own. Do whatever you want."

However, life has always been a false proposition for me.

As a single mother, I take care of my family and career, and work hard like a female soldier. In 2/3 of my life, life means being busy day after day, the responsibility of raising children, or even neglecting myself to live.

When both centers of gravity were gone, I was at a loss for a long time.

Life is like giving me a blank test paper, and I haven't filled in the answer for a long time.

At this age, I did not have the pressure of material life, nor did I have the goal of struggle; without the tiredness of going to work, I also lost the fullness and regularity of nine to five. 24 hours have become extraordinarily long, and life is monotonous with only three meals a day.

The life that was taken away seemed to be returned to me at once, and I didn't know what to do. Over the years, my life is attached to my daughter's life. In the face of this blank sheet of life, it makes me think more about how to find myself.

Life is like a messy, complex ball of wool, sorting it out often starts with a small thread.

The year I retired, I didn't do anything big. Joined several sunset tour groups, climbed mountains in every season, signed up for dance classes for the elderly, and began to learn ballroom dance

This year, I am not idle, even busier. Busy going to the dance class, busy looking at the outside world, busy with the things I like.

What life gives me back is a few skilled square dances and a bunch of tourist photos. Although in the eyes of young people, these are some vulgar things, but my happiness is real. At the age of half a hundred, I finally made my life look like it.

Life is not an uncontrollable scourge. If you insist on doing a little thing you like, you can lead it in the direction you want.

@ Lao Cai, 67, roadside stall owner

Since 2008, my wife and I have been running this stall of hoof soup.

We don't have a fixed store, everything is in a tricycle, and the only thing that can be fixed is that we show up at the entrance of the alley on time every night.

Young people all say that Chengdu is a popular slow life. I don't know whether life in Chengdu is slow or not. When I get older, I know I live in this city, but I never know what the city has become.

The only thing I know for sure: hoof flower soup must be slow.

The meaning of slow life is never simply to slow down, but that you are willing to take the time to do something.

We begin to prepare the ingredients for hoof soup at eight o'clock every day. Pig feet should be carefully cleaned, soaked in ingredients beans in advance, sliced yams and simmered over low heat.

Usually at four o'clock in the afternoon, the hoof flower soup can be out of the pot.

At seven o'clock in the evening, my wife and I will push the cart out, set up some small tables and stools at the entrance of the alley, and we will start business.

When you take the time to manage your life, the greatest reward is not material gain, but inner pleasure.

I am good at stewing a bowl of rich hoof soup, and she is good at making one or two refreshing side dishes. This collocation has become a unique flavor of our stall. After a long time, the taste is fixed, and there are a lot of regular customers.

These years, the elderly children always urge us to close the stall early, but my wife and I prefer to hold on until late at night, because the hoof soup is more valuable at that time.

The people who care for our business are young people who are busy during the day and often prefer to slow down late at night. Sit cleverly at the small table and wait for a bowl of warm hoof soup to warm your stomach, or beg me to add more beans, or self-help to add some of my wife's side dishes.

Hoof flower soup gives people a feeling of comfort and warm stomach, and our existence may be to bring them a warmth in the middle of the night.

Now, my wife and I have been guarding this hoof soup for 10 years, if you ask me: what is life? I can't make any big sense.

Our life is a bowl of warm hoof soup, careful preparation, cycle, although monotonous but rich flavor.

Life is normal, no matter how small things are taken seriously, it will become a shining moment in a long time.

We have been in the game with life, we pursue the ideal of life, is for the ideal life.

However, we always lose the direction of life in the busy, forget to manage life; we always define the quality of life by material, but ignore the pleasure of the heart; we always pursue the achievement of life, but lose the meaning of life.

When living a chicken feather, we ask: how far are we from our ideal life?