I accidentally wrote it on the blackboard: waiting is also a kind of beauty. I watched for a long time, and I began to think about my life and my experience.

I tried my best to express myself, and I did well in all aspects, which was well received by teachers and students. I fully mobilized my brain cells and showed my wit and humor incisively and vividly in class. I was surprised that I was calm and confident in class. I succeeded and I was proud. What is waiting for me is not flowers but sighs! My usual performance can't make up for the lack of that open class, because I am nervous, and I don't know why I am like this. Then I understood. Life is like a big stage, and people are just a small role on the stage. If you have excellent acting skills, you will be a strong person in life, otherwise, you will be a slave to life. I don't regret my internship failure, I believe in myself, because waiting is also a kind of beauty.

others start with success, but I start with failure. I chose an ordinary high school and started my dream trip. "Being a model and learning to be a teacher" is the aim of my alma mater, and it is also the criterion of my way as a teacher. There is still a distance between reality and dreams, and it is difficult for me to find myself in the face of problems. I'm lost.

I remember that I once told a story in a magazine: Hollywood movie stars are so natural and enviable when they play all kinds of characters in famous blockbusters. But when they stand on the highest podium in the world, they are incoherent like us ordinary people. I don't wonder, because life is like this. When you specify to play a role, you will devote yourself wholeheartedly, and when the public's eyes are focused on you, you will also have a nervous reaction. So I just regard my failure as my pain. I said, waiting is also a kind of beauty.

My eyes have been accompanied by countless glass apertures, but I don't regard it as a burden. Gu Cheng said: The night gave me a pair of black eyes, but I used them to look for light. Ji Yi said: God gave us a pair of eyes, but I gave it the right to discover.

it is a kind of pain that the eyes can't see the light, and it is also a kind of pain that there is no right to discover. Although I am now accompanied by countless glass apertures and carrying faint pain, I can still look for light and have the right to discover. I regard pain as a kind of beauty.

I like life, I like being the master of life, and I don't want to be enslaved by life. Because I understand that a person's life is too short, so short that you only remember the pain and forget the joy. Imagine, when all you have left is pain, waiting for memories is also a kind of beauty.