Essays on the topic of not knowing yourself

There are really a lot of things that people have to read in their lives. We may often care about whether we have read the historical situation, the light of science and technology, the hot and cold world, or the hearts and minds of others. Yet we often forget to read one thing, one of the most important and difficult things to read – ourselves.

It is sometimes easy to read yourself: you can read your beauty and flaws in the mirror, your successes and failures in applause and boos, and your joys and sorrows in tears and laughter. But we need to read more than that, we need to understand the true self, the unique self that is hidden deep within.

It's really hard. Maybe we find that we are not as brave and strong as we appear, maybe we are also selfish and greedy, maybe our true selves can be so unacceptable, but we have to do it because this is our most important reading lesson.

Tao understood himself in the filthy officialdom, understood his own profligacy and high allow, and understood his feelings of "sex and love for the country", so he had the eternal sentence of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan". Lu Xun understood himself from the numbness of the Chinese people, understood that he was destined to undertake the great mission of awakening the soul of the nation, and understood the unyielding national integrity in the depths of his soul, so he had the choice of abandoning medicine and literature, and became the soul of Chinese literature that can be called the backbone of the nation. They understand themselves, and they understand society; I have read history, and I have understood my position in the long river of human history.

Maybe not everyone who understands themselves can become famous, but reading oneself is the first ticket to realize the value of life.

Only by reading oneself can we understand the world, if we don't know ourselves, how can we know the world? Only by reading oneself can one truly understand the joy and helplessness of this life, and taste the bitterness and intoxication of life; will really not care about other people's eyes and take the path that suits them best. Only by reading ourselves can we understand the size of our own screw, and only then can we find the shining point that truly belongs to us in the social machine.

Everyone has books they like or dislike, and they all have hearts that are happy to read or tired of understanding. We may not be able to make everyone fall in love with reading their own mind, but we can at least allow ourselves to read it, appreciate it, and seek the potential and wisdom of our true selves in our hearts.

Only by reading oneself can we understand everything!

"I'm a happy kid" I always say this about myself, but whenever I say that. Adults always have an inexplicable look on their faces, and they don't know what I'm happy for. Maybe it's because I'm still a kid and I never know what "sorrow" is, what it tastes like, and what it tastes like?

Salty? Acid? Bitter?

Yes, I really don't know, although I have wished I had tasted it myself countless times, but every time this taste is always wanted by others, and I have never been sad. Mom and Dad are out and about all day and are very busy. Every day when I go home, I rarely talk and laugh, but I am different, always so lively and cheerful.

Once, I couldn't help it, so I asked my mother why she was worried? My mother smiled wryly and said to me, "I don't want to worry either, but I can't help it."

Alas! . .You children can't understand the distress of adults. I listened to this sentence, although I still don't understand what "sorrow" is, but I thought:

Mom and Dad and even all the adults may be very tired, they are worried about fame, money, marriage, life, etc. all day long. People in the world are treated differently, and when the family is poor, they are distressed by money; If your academic performance is not good, you will be worried about the future of your children; Young people don't get a job and they struggle with their careers; And the middle and upper class people think about "transfer" and "promotion" all day long, they are afraid every day, and they secretly intrigue with their colleagues, which is for fame and fortune.

Suddenly, I felt as if their lives had lost their meaning, they saw their lives too bleakly, and their lives had lost a lot compared to those of us naïve teenagers. Adults are really not as happy as us, maybe we haven't grown up yet, and we won't understand our parents' sorrows for the time being. However, I still think that no matter how life treats me, I should live happily.

Time can change everything" is a truth, and maybe when I go through what my parents went through, I will also become "sad".If so, then I'd like to be this big forever. As a teenager, I will always be so sunny, so happy, and never know:

"Sorrow" is what it feels like.