Tonight (November 13th, I, a procrastinator, just finished writing this article) after class, our class held a brief selection meeting to vote for outstanding students and excellent class leaders. To be honest, I have no feelings about such meetings; perhaps it's because I'm not outstanding enough to be part of the denominator. However, since it was a class vote, everyone needed to participate.
Note: The international cultural festival at school was really lively!After class, while I was packing my bag, my roommate called out to me: "You can't leave yet; we have a meeting." In an instant, all the joy of finishing school vanished. I pretended to be reluctant, resting my hands on the table. I don't even know why I did that; perhaps it was an emotional expression. Let me talk about my university class. It's not surprising that the overall male-to-female ratio in teacher training schools is three to seven. I, a science student, was surprisingly assigned to the Business Administration School of the Economics and Management Department. Although the major content is somewhat related to computer science and mathematics, I can't stand studying accounting, management, and economics. These courses slowly eroded my aspirations and fantasies. University courses are quite disgusting; they are all about credits and GPAs. I bet that even if one studies literature or folklore, there will still be people going to great lengths to get high scores. It's not that this behavior is too utilitarian or anything; it just feels like it goes against the original intention. It reminds me of the description of Shawshank Prison in "The Shawshank Redemption." At first, you hate it, then you get used to it, and finally, you can't live without it. Within these high walls, I always use the excuse of being a gentleman who is not confined by rules and does not disdain competition to numb myself. I hate falling into this cycle year after year, rotting alongside the people around me.
During the voting for outstanding students, the candidates stood in front and read their prepared speeches from their phones. What does it mean to be an outstanding university student today? The students read, "I participated in the xxx competition and won a national first prize; my GPA is xxx; I actively participate in social practice and public welfare activities..." Every time I hear these rigid phrases, I think, how do you define yourself? How would you describe your ideals or life? Every time I see these high-achieving individuals with impressive numbers, I always have these questions. They all seem to be carved from the same mold, produced mechanically, or rather, more like a pre-set NPC.
But what is the reality? I still find myself comparing to their resumes: Do I have these awards? These awards must require a lot of effort, why is my GPA so low... Outstanding students have a future free from material worries, while I am still entangled in whether I should take a step forward. Recently, a segment of text at the end of the video of the Xiaomi Su7 Ultra breaking the Nürburgring record went viral: "Always believe that wonderful things are about to happen. As long as you start chasing, you are already on the road to victory."
I recently realized that my life is already quite good, with similar social relationships, similar consumption, similar grades, and similar life goals. Occasionally, I think of some friends I won't see again, but that's okay. I know that for a long time, this will be an unforgettable beautiful time in my life, so I must cherish it. If the future is uncertain, then let's enjoy the present. There's no need to dwell on certain things or be angry because of certain people; it will only make me uncomfortable and cause me to miss out on some things.
We don't need to have a beautiful future. This world is quite wonderful; some rush to exams at night, some resign from their posts to return home, while others simply think about how to live tomorrow. I think, as long as I am alive in this world, that is enough.
I summarize the above content as "In Comfortable Days," because this period is one of the few comfortable moments in my life, like that summer after the college entrance examination, but with a bit more anxiety and a bit less enthusiasm. Recently, I keep thinking about my university days. I seemed a bit naive in my freshman year, but perhaps it was due to a lack of quality education. It's embarrassing to say that when I chose this major, I barely knew how to use a computer in my freshman year; I typed very slowly and didn't know what Windows, Word, or PPT were... I don't know what supported me through that time; perhaps it was my equally blind friends. Thank you!
In comfortable days, we should inadvertently think about the preciousness of this moment in our minds and affirm the beauty of this moment. This may be a moment to reminisce about on a future afternoon after experiencing something terrible. "Heaven and Earth are the mysterious ancestors, the source of all energy. Broadly cultivate the great calamity, and correct my divine power." For this, I don't feel particularly happy; rather, I have a strong and rich sense of satisfaction with the fulfillment of the present.