Find yourself

　He was almost 8 years old, but he still did not know how to add and subtract within 10. His father pulled him up from under the wall and gave him a school bag, saying, "Go to school.

　　That fall, he dipped into black ink and drew a four-cornered pavilion, a few tall trees, and some sparkling water on the fence of his house. The neighbors said, "The boy is not bad, become a painter in the future. He thought that he could be a painter in the future, so he watched the painter's work intentionally or unintentionally. That year, a man painted the wall of his great-uncle's house, also painted water, and inscribed the words "Guilin landscape Jia world", he knew that the word "Jia" was wrong, but did not dare to say it.

　　Just when he was not sure whether he could be a painter, his parents discovered another "strength" of his. Once he and the boy next door cut out many paper patterns of cats and dogs and took a flashlight into the chicken coop to "show the movie". After wasting several batteries, my father went to the commune to see the projection team to see if they could find him the next job, even if it was doing odd jobs, holding films, or whatever. Later, the commune did give them a place in the village, but not to him, but the son of the village clerk.

　　Seeing that there was no hope for him to become a painter and a movie player, his parents thought it was time for him to go back to the farm, and planned to book a girl from a neighboring village for him. At this time, he was surprised to be admitted to the county high school. The father was worried - he would not only miss the work in the fields, but also miss the girl from the neighboring village, and more importantly, no one in the village had ever been admitted to college, so the father was convinced that his family's ancestral grave would not have this grass. Father said, do not go on. The mother saw him stammering and said, "Let's go, let's take one step at a time. He got into a third-rate college. At that time, the school ran a newspaper of its own, one or two issues a month, and he often saw the articles of his classmates published in it. He thought that before he graduated, he had to fulfill a small wish, that is, he must publish an article in the school newspaper and turn his name into type. He began to write like crazy, and when he was done, he took it to the teacher who taught him to write, and if he got any praise, he submitted it to the editorial board of the school newspaper. Later, the teacher did not want to read it, so he buried his head to figure it out by himself. He read a lot of books and browsed a lot of newspapers for this purpose. However, the manuscripts submitted to the school newspaper were like cattle in the sea.

　　He didn't want to throw away the manuscript with his efforts, with the idea of trying, he submitted a few to the city's daily newspaper, and the unexpected happened, his words appeared in the daily newspaper. Later, his name appeared one after another in newspapers and magazines inside and outside the province. From then on, he became more diligent in literary creation because he discovered that he had a talent that he did not even expect.

　　This person is Jia Pingwa, who told the above experience in a pen meet. After speaking, he said with emotion that more people in this world are arranged by others to spend their lives, arranged to learn which technology, arranged to enter which school, arranged to work in which unit ...... but never really arranged a thing for themselves to do. The most important thing that you need at this time is a stool that you can stand on and find that you have a lot of untapped talent and wisdom. And this stool, is a sudden intrusion into your mind an idea, a thought.

　　Finally, he said with a smile, without this stool, you will never see the dream, let alone have it.