The story of a successful man with steamed buns 10

When I listened to Mr. Wu Zhihong's class again, I had a deeper perception: I used to just listen, staying at a level of understanding and understanding, but when I calmed down and studied again, I found that I didn't seem to understand the deeper meaning too much before.

This reminds me of a sentence that someone often says in my ear: "The story about the third steamed bun: I didn't feel full when I ate the first and second steamed buns, and when I ate the third steamed bun, I began to regret it, and I knew that I would eat the third steamed bun directly." ”

When you experience and feel, you will have a deeper understanding and awareness of the essence of things.

This also made me understand the profound truth reflected in a sentence: if you don't think you were stupid three years ago today, it means that you haven't made any progress in the past three years.

Once upon a time there was a very famous old man who made steamed buns, and he had three sons, and when he was dying, he called them to his side to explain some things. The old man said:"I'm dying, and I've called you here today to explain what you're doing to get my mind to go.

Listen, now each of you makes a steamed bun in front of me, well done, and I will pass on my secret recipe to him. "

As soon as the three sons heard that this was their father's last wish, of course, they rolled up their sleeves and began to make steamed buns. Two hours passed, and the three sons brought their own steamed buns to their father for appraisal.

First of all, the eldest son, after the steamed buns were served, the old man took a look, closed his eyes, and shook his hand. The eldest son was puzzled and asked his father why, the old man rubbed the skin of the steamed bun with his hand, and said that your steamed bun looks very good, but you only did the beginning, although you spent a lot of effort in the front but did not last, so the inside of the steamed bun is still soft, and the heat is not enough.

The second son also showed the steamed buns to his father, who pinched the pieces of the steamed buns with his hands and tasted them, and finally closed his eyes and shook his head. The second son was puzzled, and the old father said:"There is nothing wrong with the whole cooking process of your steamed buns, but there is one point that the taste of your steamed buns is too messy, and you want to grasp each flavor, but the result is that these flavors are not uniform, so you are missing the point.

The third son confidently carried on the steamed buns, and the old father saw that the little steamed buns were crystal clear and very lovely. But my father didn't say anything and sighed. The third son was very aggrieved and felt that he must be better than the other two brothers, but his father did not recognize him.

The old man spoke"Son. It is true that you make this steamed bun better than your brother, but your steamed bun is separated from the dough I assigned to you, and you only take care of a part of it, but you give up the whole picture.

So your steamed bun is not a successful work either.

The three sons were very mournful, and they blamed themselves for thinking that they couldn't do it but their father's dying wish. The father beckoned them to his side, looked at them kindly, and at the same time held the hands of his three sons together and said:"In fact, I just want to tell you a truth, a person's ability is limited, even if you do it yourself, sometimes you can't take care of everything, my secret is actually four words--- work together, you understand this truth I will be blinded by death"

After the old man died, the third son inherited his father's will there, and the fragrance of steamed buns continued to waft.

Although the steamed bun is just a steamed bun, this is not an ordinary steamed bun, this is a life-and-death steamed bun.

You can see a bloody case caused by steamed buns.

Kuala Lumpur is in a hurry.