Self-confidence is the sun on the face and the eternal flame in the heart. It has nothing to do with birth, status, rights, money and so on, but comes from your attitude towards life and your affirmation of yourself. Socrates in his later years knew that his time was running out, so he wanted to sound out and point out his assistant who usually performed well. He called his assistant to the bed and said, "I don't have much wax." I have to find another wax to light it. Do you understand what I mean? " "I see," the assistant said quickly. "Your brilliant thoughts are passed down very well ..."

"But," Socrates said slowly, "I need the best heir. He should not only have considerable wisdom, but also have full confidence and extraordinary courage ... so far he has never seen such a candidate. Can you help me find and explore one? " "Okay, okay." The assistant said meekly and respectfully, "I will try my best to find it and live up to your cultivation and trust."

But he brought one after another, and Socrates always declined politely. "I must redouble my efforts," the assistant said seriously, and Socrates smiled and stopped talking. Half a year later, Socrates is about to die, but the best candidate still has no clue. The assistant sat by the bed in tears and said with a heavy voice, "I'm sorry to disappoint you!" " "

"I'm disappointed, but I'm sorry for myself," Socrates said, closing his eyes in dismay and pausing for a long time before he said sadly, "Originally, the best thing was yourself, but you didn't dare to know yourself and believe in yourself, so you ignored, delayed and lost yourself ... In fact, everyone is the best, and the difference lies in how to know yourself and how to explore and reuse yourself. ...

Before the words were finished, a generation of philosophers left the world he had paid close attention to forever.

The assistant regretted it very much, and even regretted and blamed himself for the whole second half.