In the thirty years since I was growing up, friends have often come to me for advice on life, career, love and other issues. At one time, I felt like a spiritual mentor. I used my calm logic to analyze my mind. People point out their way in life. When they didn't do what I wanted, I used to want to turn their heads off and kick the ball. Later, when they all went to the South Wall without hesitation and took my words as deaf ears, I finally understood that what they need is not a life mentor, what they need is just an audience, they just get some taste of their preferred answers from me or others. Then he rushed up and ran along his destined life path. In the face of the fact that after so many times my personality cannot be changed, I finally determined my new outlook on life. Character makes destiny.
My theory is that everyone's character has become his own destiny, so every time he makes a choice, everyone makes a choice according to his own character's original face, and then we become what we are today. At every turn, every time we hesitate and hesitate, in the end we will listen to our own heart. Although on the surface we may have followed the great advice of a certain life mentor, in fact, there are countless life mentors who are giving advice. Why have you listened to this and not that? This is how character makes destiny. And the character is born, it is difficult to change the day after tomorrow, so I became a thorough idealist. I began to believe in the existence of God. Although I could not solidify this God into Christ or Bodhisattva, I really believed in his existence. He doesn't need to doom your destiny, he just needs to build your character, and everything in the future will have results.
I have been holding this idea for about ten years. Slowly I began to discover that there are many accidents in my life, I met many people and many things, they changed me more or less, and even influenced my destiny. I went to work in Beijing by accident, and came to Australia by accident. Then I started a job that I never thought I would do in my entire life. And in this way, I basically have the possibility of living in Australia. .
On weekends, I watched this movie, "The vistitor" (Chinese translation: Visitor). This is actually not a very new subject. Walter, a middle-aged university professor who lost his wife, has his son in London and has been teaching the same courses for more than 20 years. Life has been like a formula for him, without change, without joy. , There is only the cloudy sky as before, without any color. Changing the date of last year’s lesson plan to this year’s, and signing a book that I haven’t written a single word for is not a human touch for students. Day after day, he lives exactly the same life as yesterday. By chance, he returned to his apartment in New York and found that there was a couple living in his apartment. From then on, his life began to have color. Walter started to learn drumming with him. His life began to be different. They enthusiastically beat the hand drums with a lot of African Americans in the park, and listened to Tarek in the small bar. When Tarek was caught by the police because of a misunderstanding, Walter discovered that Tarek was actually an illegal immigrant. Walter took a four-month holiday to start walking around for Tarek, spending time with Tarek’s mother in New York, and even angrily accused the illegal immigrants.
I believe anyone who has watched this movie will be moved by the end. Walter is alone in a New York subway station with occasional passengers, in the subway station where Tarek once wanted to play, close his eyes and beat the tambourine with his greatest enthusiasm. , Embrace life with enthusiasm.
I like the name of the movie "The visitor". In recent years, I have increasingly felt that our lives are full of accidents, and these accidents are brought about by these visitors who visit our lives. We meet people like this, and they leave traces of this kind in our lives. They make us what we are today.
They may love us and let us learn to be kind to others. They may hurt us and let us learn not to trust others lightly. I especially remember a Chongqing travel friend named Fengwei. I didn't know him before, but when I went to Chongqing for a year on public business, I called and he brought me a complete set of bedding. I also remember the person who sold me a fake phone and cheated me 100 yuan.
I thank all the visitors who visited my life, whether it was to make my life better and to those who made me wrestle and make me remember. I remember a saying in Wenyi’s blog that 90% of the people I meet are friends, and the remaining 10% are benefactors, who taught us to grow.
When I watched the movie, I kept thinking, why would Walter leave Tarek and them to live with him because they moved out of the apartment and left the group photo with a very bright smile? Perhaps it was the sunny smile, or their lonely figure under the street lamp. But no matter what it is, it's all accidental. This is not our destiny created by our character, this is the visitor, this is accident, this is someone else who changed us.
Personality creates destiny. Perhaps this is just the main line of our lives. Like our palm prints, there is always a deep line around us. And these visitors are like the tiny lines on the palm prints. They are what we became yesterday, today and tomorrow.
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