Hang in there. It means everything.

I received a letter from readers yesterday, another one about my major in college and missing out on my favorite; I had all kinds of troubles at work and worked hard to get on the surface; my future was at a loss, so what should I do?

I don't know what you should do. I really don't know. It seems that there are few people in this world who have majored in college correctly and happen to do the work they love. Leaders attach importance to them, care for their colleagues, and are free and well-paid. I want to tell you the story of the three young people around me.

Story one

A young man, whose job is an ordinary network repairman of the broadband company used in my family, formed a friendly federation with my family after a serious network failure. I heard him say that his parents divorced and lived with his grandfather since he was a child. He had to work until more than 12:00 in the morning almost every day, because he had overtime pay of 100 yuan an hour after 12:00.

Once I reported to repair the network, he said that he could not come on Sunday because of the IELTS test! I thought to myself: I haven't even taken the exam. Are you a maintenance worker taking the IELTS? After a period of time, he came to repair it again and told me: I'm going to study in New Zealand. Ya has thought about it and got the notice, so he won't be able to repair it later.

I was so surprised that I casually asked him: then why did you go to New Zealand? You can go to many countries after IELTS. He said: because my girlfriend is there, I want to go there with her. If we study with us, there will be a gap gradually, so I have to pass the exam, so that our distance will not be too far.

He never came to my house to repair the network again, and sometimes when the network broke down, he would think of his story.

Story two

The elevator girl who works in the elevator goes up and down in the elevator every day, dressed in dirt and no makeup, with a ponytail, a water cup and an English book in her hand. From the beginning to see her is a high school textbook, and then slowly changed to college textbooks, CET-4 or CET-6, postgraduate entrance examination, TOEFL. No one believed or cared about what she was studying, what she was looking at, what background she was, where she lived, how much she earned, what dreams she had, what she wanted to do, what she wanted to learn, what she was learning besides this, she didn't know. It's just that the residents in the building sometimes give her magazines they have read at home, probably because they think that as long as they have words, they can be used to learn for an elevator worker.

Later, she disappeared for a long time.

Seeing her again, she hurried into an office building in a business suit. She doesn't know me, but I remember her.

Story three

A rural girl, who had never been out of the county since childhood, came to Beijing to work as a babysitter at a friend's house. After housework, the girl studied English hard, studied Putonghua, went to night school, took self-examination, and didn't know what level she was at. Later, her master told me that this girl became a teacher of Chinese as a foreign language, especially for foreign students who didn't have a lot of money but needed Chinese tutoring. She didn't pick a job, earned both big and small money, and saved herself. Later, she bought a small QQ, which could travel around the city faster, teach more students, and save travel expenses and time. Amazingly, the girl also opened a breakfast stall, selling soy milk, eggs and pancakes every day, as well as Mary Kay.

I think God is driven crazy by this girl.

These are the three ordinary young people living around me. They have no education or background. They don't even have the chance to choose the wrong major in a university. They don't even know what a counterpart major is. They don't even have a chance to let high-quality people beat them. Maybe all they want is what you and I can get; the money they work so hard to earn may be the number we can get from our parents when we open our mouth; when they came to this city, they were so humble that no one could see them. But it doesn't matter, they can see themselves.

Koala Witch told me that today's young people want to become famous overnight and get rich overnight. If they can't see the result of one thing for three months, they begin to complain about God's injustice and no Bole. Does anyone have a look at the last page of the koala blog, which year and month did you start to struggle for successful people and inspirational people in your eyes?

What is struggle? Struggle is not to let you go up to the mountain of knives and down to the sea of fire. Struggle is to live a down-to-earth life every day, do every little thing well, and do not procrastinate, complain, shirk, or be lazy. Every day bit by bit efforts, can gather tens of millions of courage, with your persistence, lead you to where you want to go.

Is it difficult? It's not hard.

Do you have the courage to touch your heart and say: my youth, do not complain about society, do not complain about injustice, only work hard to surpass myself. Hang on, it means everything!