Half a month, living elsewhere.
This half-month "elsewhere" actually started with a little confusion and bewilderment.
No matter how much you know, everyone will encounter their own insurmountable obstacles.
Wuhan, Jingdezhen, Nanchang, Guiyang ... all the way south.
Every time you go south, it will bring some "accidents", and every accident is "significant". This time, still.
What Janet said during the break.
A book I was reading before I left.
But when I read this sentence, it stopped me for a while.
Because it breaks "common sense", how can a plan be unimportant? ! This seems to be contrary to the "time management" and "energy management" we have learned.
So, close the book and start.
Logical compulsion is also an obsessive-compulsive disorder. But I have to stop, or that hurdle will always be there, which will affect the subsequent reading mood.
1. Leave
Half a month's study tour may be because of this sentence. I didn't make too many plans and lists, except for the established arrangements, most of the time I let my mood and state do it.
Then suddenly I have an out-of-body experience, and I will put myself aside and take a subjective view of people and things around me.
The more you know, the easier it is to lose some instinct of listening and insight. Because there is never a real "flow".
What you have experienced will truly belong to you.
Because of the heart.
For the first time, I explored "Who am I?" "Am I really satisfied with myself now?" "Do I know what I want to be in the future?" "What else can I be?"
In short, I am in a good mood and look calm as water. In fact, I deliberately told myself not to use too much brain and not to rush to "evaluate", "plan" and "decide".
Even stopped punching at 5: 30, disappeared in the circle of friends for nearly a week, did not send or brush, only replied to my mother's greetings.
My friend thought I had an accident and told me jokingly: I was about to call the police. After seeing these messages, I smiled with emotion. )
Before I was 30 years old, I was often a step-by-step person who liked planning, but I didn't like "sudden", including graduate school, which made me struggle for two whole days. Before the so-called "good news" came, I didn't have any plans to go to graduate school. Work for a few years at most and get an MBA or something. ...
But since this incident, my life seems to be different. It's like you accidentally took a bite of something you haven't eaten. You refused the first attempt, but it happened many times because of the first time.
Now go back and analyze it. At that time, I didn't like "change". It was a lack of self-confidence and a lack of understanding and affirmation of myself. What do you want, what do you want to be. Not clear enough, so I'm afraid of change.
Always thought: "It is right to start when you are ready."
However, "life" will suddenly give you a loud slap in the face at a certain moment, telling you that there is no such thing as "everything is ready, only the east wind".
Believe it or not: everything is ready, and the east wind will never come.
Because there is something missing between the east wind you are waiting for and the result you want.
Don't start, don't even know where Dong is.
Only after that, did I really understand the book called "There is only one action between you and your dream".
Christine's lyrics:
If you want to arrive tomorrow, you must leave now.
I kind of understand why I'm stuck.
There seems to be nothing wrong, but there is something wrong.
Go back and look at that sentence:
That's right. The things that we can plan thoroughly are the things that we think we can have the answers and that we are fully prepared. But when you have this mentality, the problem has already begun to exist. How can you know it like the back of your hand without a beginning?
Theories that have not been tested by practice are nonsense.
To prove this point, I simply listed all the people I can think of who I admire and admire.
Except for some abstract qualities, such as efficiency, rationality, pattern and sincerity, I found that each of them actually has different paths, just like Rome (so-called "success"), but none of the paths they choose (so-called "experience") are the same, and the above-mentioned qualities can only be counted as the intersection of roads at most.
At this time, I can't help redefining those successful studies that sound a little boring in my mind.
Those are really not nonsense. We are bored because we think what we say is nonsense, because it is impossible to make our dreams come true and succeed in a short time.
To put it bluntly, I am too utilitarian.
In fact, there are only a few words when extracting * * * from all successful people in ancient and modern China and abroad. Everything else is different.
Maybe they are not always sure what to do next and what the result will be.
Maybe it's all "take it one step at a time".
When I came to this conclusion, I was sitting in the waiting hall of Nanchang airport, waiting to board the plane and fly to Guiyang.
Even at this moment, I'm not sure if my inference is correct. But there is a silent expectation in my heart: maybe the next journey will give me the answer.
Revisit
Guiyang, the city, is my second visit.
It's an old place and a revisit.
It is not the most beautiful, nor the most peculiar, but somehow, in my heart, it is the most grounded.
I can't say how kind and familiar I am.
I believe this is not accidental. There must be some kind of magnetic field between Guiyang and me.
You know, Dalian is 3000 kilometers away from Guiyang, and it takes more than four hours by plane.
It was just after ten o'clock in the morning when I landed. I thought this southern city would be very hot in summer. But when I left the airport, I was shocked in an instant.
Prove the sentence again: what you think is what you think.
Without personal experience, everything is irresponsible.
The coolness gave me an illusion in an instant. Is this Guiyang?
Dalian is a summer resort in China. As a result, a few seconds after I left the airport, I subverted this thing that I have believed for as long as I can remember.
The oncoming wind is not urgent or impetuous, which makes people feel kind and gentle, like an old friend greeting you.
I got off the bus and subconsciously looked up at the sky in Guiyang.
My heart suddenly swelled with gratitude: a northern girl, who has neither any relatives nor worked here, has no reason to be competent, to be honest. But I stepped in twice in half a year.
Last time, there were too many good memories and disappointments. Eight girls, from different cities, gathered in this mountain city. Just because we share the same love dance.
Perhaps it is because of the group of people I met there that I have some concerns about this city.
A cool monitor, a passionate Xiaoya, a gymnast who keeps laughing, a gentle and slow-moving girl, a diligent and brave Jingjing, a literary temperament, a beautiful white snow forever on another planet … plus a sister Lin from the north.
Eight girls formed the most wonderful disciple, family.
We have different personalities, different understandings of dance, different habits and different experiences ... but we all have a childlike innocence.
Just like when I was a student, there were always a handful of noisy people in my class, chattering and killing each other ... in short, they were all crazy girls.
With memories of the last time, accompanied by such a refreshing wind, I started my second trip to Guiyang as a disciple.
This is a refresher training, which also conforms to Master's definition of training: a disciple's spiritual journey.
Explore yourself again.
After eight days of intensive training, I have little time to think about other things. To be honest, even if I wanted to, I didn't have the physical strength. The next day, I went back to my room and lay in bed, suddenly feeling that the so-called "concentration" was like this.
When you invest slowly, you will forget the time, forget the unanswered questions ... and many things that have nothing to do with the present.
All the attention is focused on: how to deal with that action, how to understand that piece of music, how to interpret a story with the body, and how to understand the teacher's guidance.
3. These two people
Having said that, I have to mention these two people.
In my mind, there are some differences between "teacher" and "mentor".
Mentors can give you direction and bring you closer to yourself. And the teacher, just spreading, has no intention to inspire a student.
The two of them are undoubtedly the former.
The woman in the photo is called Mingyun.
Founder of disciple class.
I first met her because of her writing.
She subverts my consistent impression of some so-called artists in China: I have nothing in my stomach, I have not received any basic cultural education since I was a child, and I regard art as a youth meal ... in short, I am not particularly advanced.
Before I saw her dance works, I saw her words first. Strict logic, clear thinking, no preaching, no simple and rude boasting. ...
Writing is like a person, and a person's writing is like a person's speech. Through it, we can roughly understand a person's nature, thinking and pattern.
Art can't be done only by children's skills and faces. In my mind, this is exactly a business that needs brains, otherwise it is easy to turn a very advanced thing into a very vulgar thing.
This can be proved by the development history of belly dance in China.
On the fourth day of training, I have been rolling and crawling for more than three hours. In the second part of training, I was sweating profusely and forgot the cause and effect. Just when I was about to lose my mind, Master Ming's words suddenly excited me.
The conclusion that I feel "immature" at Nanchang Airport still makes sense.
Action is the best way.
It's like you've collected a bunch of cooking methods, prepared all the tools and seasonings needed for cooking, and consulted several big coffees on how to operate them … but you haven't started cooking yet. What's the use?
Anyone can get the menu, but there are really not many who can become chefs.
I admit that everyone will have some talents, but it will never be the number of talents that determines the result, but how hard you work and how often you practice deliberately.
When you take the first step, you will know where to go next and how big to go.
Look, who knows what will be heard next second and what will happen?
"Significant things always happen by accident."
The woman in my box is called Huang Ting.
We also affectionately call her "Huang".
Because she always hits the nail on the head and cures other people's "diseases", whether physical or mental.
This is what she said to us during her disciple trip in March.
Whether as a dance teacher, a student or a dancer, this sentence has always been remembered.
The body is also a language, which is transmitted through your heart.
The second time I saw her, she reached out and hugged me. Her big eyes are full of tenderness. I was caught off guard in an instant, and she will have the power to let you unload all your disguise and strength.
Her truth and sincerity, she wants to teach students not how to dance, but how to be the best and truest self.
I'm a Taurus who can't express myself very well, especially when I'm face to face, my temperature will rise slowly and my reaction will be slow.
Perhaps the attraction between people is because of their differences, and what you have in each other is exactly what you want but can't have.
Because of my imperfection, I have a bosom friend.
On the last day, she asked everyone to complete a "solo dance".
A good teacher will show you more possibilities. Instead of telling you how to move your legs, how to swing your knees and how to put down your arms. ...
If it weren't for her, I seldom smile from my heart when I dance oriental dance.
But in the end, when I watched the video, I was surprised to find myself laughing.
Reason and emotion,
Either way.
Too little, starve to death.
It's too much. It's too much.
No matter where, at any time, do anything, there should be a principle:
The first half and the second half, in my mind, are Ming Yun and Huang Ting, and that's how they exist.
Always know who you are and always complement each other.
You have the right to choose what you are interested in only if you fulfill your obligations.
Only when you have completed your duties and have spare time can you allocate the following time according to your own wishes.
This is not oppression, it is a perfect embodiment of one's self-control and self-control.
Moral: Covenant with Qiancheng male god
There is another person, I have to mention.
It is also meaningful to meet him in Guiyang by mistake.
But in retrospect, it seems to be a kind of "reincarnation".
On the second day of disciple's return to China in March, I forgot how to click a tweet on WeChat, and it was the first time that I knew that there was a knowledge network celebrity named Peng Xiaoliu.
It took me half an hour to learn about the course and his personal experience, and then I started the first online paid course.
So fate began. The reason why decisions and payments are so fast is also because of a book. On the flight from Guiyang to Dalian, I finished reading a book in four hours, and then got off the plane like a shot of chicken blood.
So I paid happily. Who cares? Learning will make people happy, and there will be many unknowns waiting for me.
What happened to a programmer who graduated from three universities and walked out of a third-tier city, which made his name spread all over the platforms? ...
With curiosity, I joined the training camp of Primary Six.
All kinds of homework, all kinds of reading, all kinds of unprecedented attempts
I played with him unconsciously for 2 1 day. The full harvest has also updated the previous understanding of "reading" and "making money".
Knowledge is wealth.
He practiced this somewhat tacky famous saying with his own actions.
In July, it coincided with his national tour to share, and he missed the sharing meeting in Dalian because of the disciple's trip in Guiyang. But it is such a coincidence that there will be a stop in Guiyang in a week. One * * * six cities, it's really lucky to get it back.
The first time, I signed up with the person in charge of Guiyang Action School in advance, and also helped my hometown share all kinds of publicity. In short, I feel like a junior high school student who worships idols. The "dedication" that asks for nothing in return is enthusiasm.
Then, I met the "male god" as I wished. Calling him a male god is not because he is handsome and cool, but because he is not so handsome compared with movie stars ... but what impressed me was his hard work and truthfulness.
Not every programmer can be a slash youth.
He is the first IT person who can give up his million shares and resign without hesitation.
I'm not the first person to arrive at the scene. I flew all the way from the dance studio and sweated and found an empty seat in the first row. However, he became the closest person at the sharing meeting that night, and secretly captured the above photos with such devotion.
In the past three hours of sharing, most of the contents are actually what I knew before. Only this time I saw a "living" sixth grader.
The previous homework,/kloc-getting up early more than 0/00 days, such a "crossing the ocean" encounter, let him remember me.
Then, there is a chance to "contact" with the male god.
No matter how many times there are interactions online, there is always a distance.
When chatting with him at Starbucks at night, I almost forgot that this is Peng Xiaoliu, who is popular all over the country.
Plus his former colleagues, the three of us chatted 7788. This is my first contact with IT men, or two Virgo IT men. I feel that this is an absolutely small probability event. Listening to them talk about those hard years, I can't help but feel so cute. Strong logical thinking, but life and feelings, like a young junior high school student.
Sometimes we have to admit that people will have different chemical reactions because of different distances. It's amazing.
When talking about the rise, a girl who looked only four or five years old came running with a bunch of roses, quietly approached Xiao Liu's ear and whispered a few words. Only then did I realize that she was a little girl selling flowers.
Such a small child, such a sales method without stage fright, suddenly we all understood.
I felt sad for a while, so my parents must not have asked her to sell flowers.
Looking around and seeing no one, Xiao Liu hugged her, whispered a few words to her like her sister, took out her wallet and bought two roses.
Then, these two roses "naturally" fell into the hands of the only girl at that time-me.
This is the third time I have received roses in my memory, but it is a completely different time. We are all secretly wishing that girl well.
This close distance makes the male god become a warm man.
I forgot to ask him to sign, and even this photo was left in a hurry before I got on the bus from there.
No amount of signatures and photos can compare with two hours of sincere treatment.
More like a reunion with a close friend I haven't seen for a long time. Listen to him talk about some interesting things along the way, talk about his busyness, and then eat a bowl of spicy Guiyang rice noodles together.
In a grounded city, I met an idol who was grounded.
This is the trip to Guiyang.
May we always be on the road,
I met a significant thing on the road.
? It's over.