There are still more than a dozen days to my 32nd birthday, and then, 33, to Chinese New Year.
While the ancients were at 30, I was wandering around in this narrow circle.
Many years ago, a slogan for entrepreneurship, is still a slogan.
Anxiety, confusion.
These two days a netease violent downsizing event, like a basin of cold water pouring head.
It took me back to a year ago.
I can’t muster the energy. I don’t want to do anything.
Where is the way forward?
Looking back, for the parties involved in the twists and turns of half a life, to others, but is a reread machine of ordinary life.
Go to school, graduate, work, buy a house, get married, have a baby, pay a mortgage.
No family is lonely, desolate and cool.
Have a family but can only run, heavy load.
As far as the eye can see.
We are all just a piece of scrap metal in this mediocre copper furnace.
That’s why the wealth myth has so many employees with stinky feet.
Because most of the trouble in the world is the trouble of not having money.
So we believe that efforts to change fate, knowledge to change the command, adhere to change fate.
It is money that changes destiny.
It’s full of paying apps to keep you going and give you encouragement. Always warm to you.
You will change your destiny. You will be rich and free.
We feel like we have one more skill than the people around us, and a promotion or raise is just around the corner.
If you’re not getting a raise, a promotion, or a change of fortune, you’re just not working hard enough.
It’s just, it’s not enough money.
As far as the eye can see.
When is the end?
Write blog, open official account, build personal brand. Find a way out.
We always believe that we are destiny’s children.
Don Quixote, riding a horse with a lance between his knighthood, boldly charges the windmill.
Big windmill squeak yo yo to turn, the scenery here really nice ah… Oh, the painting style has gone astray.
The windmill whirled, unmoved by Don Quixote, unmoved by the knight’s lance. Seems to be forever.
Heaven and earth are not kind.
Why should you jump out of the furnace of the world?
Only under the hammer of time more and more bend their own body.
Crouching in the sunset, dragging itself forward.
As far as the eye could see, and as far as the eye could see.
In this short but endless road, so many big V and training institutions tell you:
Richard Liu used to sell pirated discs and computers just like you.
Ma Yun is not as strong as you, was rejected by KFC temporary workers.
Bill Gates dropped out of college, and you’re just a garage away from HP.
Unfortunately, your instructor probably has less serious funding than you do.
You think that if you open it and you get it, you really get it.
You think that by buying geek time, you are a geek.
You think if you add a big V, you have a connection.
You think you have gained knowledge by entering the planet of knowledge.
Unfortunately, most of the time, they are little more than dusty books on a shelf.
Family pressure also makes you have less time to study.
A little alone time, but you want to play two games, to loosen the fate of the oppression of the throat, two big gasps.
In the game, the child’s crying, wife’s nagging, have become a distant past.
But after a while, you feel guilty again. Emptiness and loneliness followed.
Because ordinary people have so few opportunities to change their lives.
So can only read to change the fate.
In the two thousand year history of Chinese civilization, the maxim that knowledge can change destiny has been engraved in our genes.
Like straw.
One last ray of light and hope for the drowning.
Because your whole life, my whole life. You can see the head at a glance.
So Buddha will live in the next life.
So daoshu is free and easy.
If I am touched by an immortal, how can I bear and live forever?
I would like to become the northern destiny of kun, hidden in jiuyuan, fuyao nine days, free and unfetters beyond the stars.
It’s just, “Dad, I have to pee.” Dream, and wake up.
You sighed and took your son out of bed from beside you and your wife.
Dressed, washed, looked in the mirror, just shave beard grow out.
Well, there’s nothing special about being a non-single programmer anyway.
Close the door, and the day of the repeater begins again.
But I couldn’t keep up my energy. I felt like I was missing something.
Therefore, write this article.
As far as the eye can see.
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Here is my understanding and summary of programming career, including related technologies of Java, Linux, Oracle and mysql, architectural design practice and reading theory in work, performance tuning of JVM, Linux and database, and…
There is technology, feelings, and temperature
Welcome to pay attention to me: Yao Maomao & Monster