What are some stories that make you feel that life is very hard?

In May last year, I went on a business trip to Shanghai, and when I returned, I bought a ticket for Shanghai's south-Shenzhen flight. I went to the junction of the carriage to smoke, and sat next to the plug door to catch my attention, his luggage was just a nylon silk bag (we call it a nylon silk bag in the dialect, I don't know if you've ever seen a fertilizer bag, that's the kind of thing) with some clothes in it. Because the lighter didn't work, he borrowed it from me.

Later, I smoked cigarette after cigarette and talked to him. This man is only 25 years old, 3 years younger than me, and has two families to support. His hometown is Anhui, he got married when he was 20, and in 2014, he rode a battery car to pick up his wife on the way to get off work, and his wife was hit by a semi-trailer, and was rescued in the hospital for 6 days without being rescued.

At a young age, he suffered the loss of his wife and was saddled with huge debts. On the day his wife entered the soil for peace, he went out to work, went to Shanghai, Hangzhou, Suzhou, Wuhu, and went to Wuhu to make money, and more than 90% of the money earned every month was used to pay off debts and raise two families of 4 elderly people. A 25-year-old young man, who should have been at the age of his first appearance in the workplace, worked part-time from construction site to construction site to earn money, and only carried two sets of clothes and toiletries with his luggage, and a nylon silk bag to put down a home.

Life is not easy, I don't know if I will go through it this way, but hopefully I won't go through these things. We are all lucky. May we always be lucky.

There is a bakery downstairs from my house, and once I saw an old woman taking a bag of four croissants to pay the bill, and she asked the waiter: Can this bag of bread last for three days? It was a lot of effort to speak, explained:

I myself can only eat one a day. I was very sad when I came out of the bakery. I look at the people coming and going in the streets, and I think about my loved ones and myself as I grow old.

When we get old, do we have to sit at the dining table alone and alone, silently eating the leftover croissants from yesterday? When I talk to people about this, they say, "It's like the last child waiting for his mother after kindergarten?"

Wrong. The child knows that Mom and Dad will always come, and he is still waiting. And this old grandmother, no one can wait.

So, she had to sit alone at the table that was once full of people, eating the bread she had left over from yesterday ......

A few years ago, once on the subway, there were quite a lot of people, standing, playing with their mobile phones. I found an aunt sitting in front of me staring at me all the time. The aunt is about sixty and dressed in a rather old-fashioned manner.

I was looked at a little awkwardly, so I just turned away. My aunt patted me and asked, "Sister, how tall are you?" Because I'm tall, it's not the first time I've been curious by passers-by.

Just politely, Auntie, I'm 1.75 meters. Auntie continued: Then you study and work?

Me: Still reading. Auntie:

Do you speak English? Me: ...Yes.

Auntie: Can you speak English to me? I started to think it was a little weird, and I thought it couldn't be a psychological problem.

Auntie continued: My daughter is also like you, she is very tall, she also has long hair, and she is studying English. I haven't been back for several years to study in the United States, and when I see you, I think of my daughter.

Then I almost had red eyes.

The family opened a homestay, and there were often a lot of leftovers, so they fed the chickens to a grandfather next door. That day, my grandfather came over with a large piece of brown sugar steamed buns that I made, and my grandmother casually put it on the table (the kind that is enough for seven or eight people, a local specialty. When the old man walked in, I casually glanced at him and noticed that he had taken off his slippers and then came in barefoot.

To be honest, it's not clean, a lot of people have walked by, it's still the kitchen, and it's even a little dirty. But Grandpa took off his slippers and came in barefoot, for he was afraid that he would stain the ground. I felt so sad at that moment.

I took a bite of the brown sugar steamed bun, which was particularly delicious.

We have a master in the department. Kidney failure. It's an old sick number.

Come to dialysis regularly. He had an old lady who stayed with him. When the old man died, the old lady knelt in front of the old man's bed :

I can't stand you, old man. Our son left early. When you two are reunited, I'm left alone.

You said leave me some money for the coffin. It's gone. It's not interesting to stay or not.

You'll go first. Wait for me. Suddenly he laughed again, "You got up and scolded me."

I'm talking nonsense again. "How can I say it? The old man is afraid that it cost hundreds of thousands of dollars to treat the disease before and after.

It is said that there is a ** pension for these hundreds of thousands of miles. Relatives put it together in every family. The old couple's life savings.

I'm still working a short time. But in the hospital, I watched birth, old age, sickness and death. Experiencing the separation of life and death.

Faced with such a thing. I'm afraid I can't say anything.

I was on a business trip alone, and after drinking with a customer, I had gastroenteritis at two o'clock in the morning, and I couldn't get out of bed in pain. Hit 120 and was carried away, and the injection was hung with water and blood for testing. At 7 o'clock in the morning, I drank a bowl of porridge at the entrance of the hospital, went back to change into a clean suit, and drove in the car to continue my new work.

The next-door neighbor has no regular job, the family is not harmonious, and the son has a slight deformity in his chest. Once I squatted at the door and chatted with him, and we talked and laughed for a long time, and he said that he went out to pull goods for others and rode away on a motorcycle. I heard that there was a car accident on a motorcycle that day, and the operation cost more than 200,000 yuan, but her wife said that he asked his relatives to take care of him and didn't want to go to his parents' house to borrow money, she didn't believe that her husband's relatives would die and not save him, and his relatives said that his wife didn't care about it, and it wasn't their turn to take care of it, so he didn't believe that her wife would watch him die, and which eldest brother just lay down at home and died (true story).

My father has been out of work since 2014 and is in his early fifties. No savings, no income. Smoking every day, playing cards, messing around, and not caring about anything at home.

The credit card overdraft was asked to pay it back, and then I went to the bank to take out a loan, and after a year, people called ** to urge me to pay it back, and he asked me to pay it back. The funny thing is, I just paid him off for less than a month, and he went to take out another loan...

I never want to give him a penny again!

I think it's really unlucky for my mother to marry such a person in her life! After so many years, I was trembling and walking on thin ice, for fear of being disliked by him, so I obeyed my orders. The result?

He didn't look down on my mom in his heart, and he often looked at my mom in front of us, even in front of outsiders, and said that she wasn't. Even if she is not, what he does as a big man is also despicable!

I really don't want to go back to that home, it's so depressing.

In the middle of the night about a month after my grandmother's death, I heard my dad crying: Mother. That's when I realized that for the rest of my father's forty or fifty years of life, there would be no more mothers like me.

I just finished writing materials overtime at home, and when I was lying on the window and looking out, the wild wonton stall at the intersection was still there. The outside temperature was 0 degrees, close to one o'clock in the morning.

When I was younger, my parents were often sick and they would often go to the hospital**. Basically, my husband and I went to take care of it. The patient is uncomfortable, and the nursing staff is even more sinful! Every day in the hospital is a long night, it's really hard!

It can't be said that as soon as you open your mouth, you will cry. Matilda asked Leon, "Is life only a childhood hardship?" Leon: "Always".

After reading these stories here, I suddenly felt that I wanted to be content! My suffering is not too much suffering, there are only a lot more people in the world who are not easy than me, I am grateful for life and treat me kindly!

Year. Three.

10. At about ten o'clock in the evening on the first day of the new year, I saw that there were still food stalls open at the intersection.

In the late stage of pregnancy, the continuous heartburn makes me feel that life is worse than death, it is really so serious, there is no other discomfort in the early pregnancy, and in the later stage, pubic pain and heartburn are really fatal! I don't sleep well and eat badly every day! When is it a head!

I grew up lonely, and there was no one around me, and everyone else was in groups.

My father has not worked for a year and a half, and he always loses his temper, and the family owes more than 100,000 yuan.

I saw a gray-haired old man on the overpass on his knees begging.

Maybe you can predict how old I will look now.

Summary. What's the hardest thing you've ever done in your life? The hardest thing in my life was a dormitory moving experience, when the balcony was too small, I had to move the furniture one by one from the outside, and a pile of paper and clothes had to be moved, and several times I had to erect the furniture, covered in sweat, and then I finally finished moving, and I had to move out of the original dormitory, which almost exhausted me.

What's the hardest thing you've ever done in your life? The hardest thing in my life was a dormitory moving experience, when the balcony was too small, I had to move the furniture one by one from the outside, and a pile of paper and clothes had to be moved, and several times I had to erect the furniture, covered in sweat, and then I finally finished moving, and I had to move out of the original dormitory, which almost exhausted me.

The answer is for students.

In the graduation project, I often get a lot of ** from scratch overnight. At that time, the programs were very complicated, not only to understand the logic, but also to find out the program structure, and rewrite them to the way you wanted, which took a lot of time and energy, and there were several times due to emotional loss of control and exhaustion, resulting in continuous nights without sleep, day and night, pushing yourself to the edge of pain. The body is tired, the mind is dizzy, and the negative effects of stress are hopeless.

In addition to life and death, everything else in life is bruises. Whatever you care about, what will torment you. Expectation is the root of all suffering. There are some things that I am fortunate to have gained and lost my life.

What happens in life, whether good or bad, is qualified to meet because we have the ability to bear it. Don't complain, the experience of life is either for us to get, or for us to learn.

In life, don't lose your mood if you lose anything. You are suffering, it is you who are troubled, it is you who is tormenting. The heart is your own, don't let others come to hurt you.

If the heart does not move, what can the wind do? If you are not hurt, the years will be fine. Life is too short, think about how much of this short life is left to consume?

Don't embarrass yourself, as long as the sun rises every day, there is no hurdle that you can't get over, only yourself who can't get out. I want to be open, look down, be simple, and be confused.

In fact, the so-called pain in life, in addition to the physical pain, the pain you feel is brought about by your values, not real.

The so-called values of oneself are only a part of oneself. It's like a person in a sock fighting in the mirror, a punch passes, the mirror shatters, the real self is injured, and the person in the mirror has no good face.

Therefore, people should live happily and be kind to themselves. No one deserves to be unhappy, nothing deserves to be unhappy.

The joys and pains of life are governed by one's own state of mind. No one can hurt you, it's you and yourself who can't get by.

We often hear people say that he has succeeded in doing something, and we will envy when we hear that. People he will do on purpose.

Let's also like to hear someone talk about his past years, what difficulties he went through, and how he overcame them?

Listening to the stories of suffering is because we sincerely admire them for their responsibility and courage in the face of suffering.

Because people will encounter some difficulties sooner or later in this life, because life is too smooth, when difficulties come, they can't deal with it, and they need to listen to other people's stories to strengthen their courage and boost their spirits.

There is also a kind of person who will be frank in advance to find guilt for himself, hone his will, and when the suffering really comes, he will not be at a loss.

Take me as an example! From 2019 to the present, I have been in a financial crisis, every time I stop doing facial treatment, I don't buy good skin care products, I hardly haven't bought clothes, my children's extracurricular classes have stopped, and even my old mother has started to find part-time workers to subsidize the family spring lotion.

At first, I was wondering why this happened to me, and I was very sad and angry. Later, when I chatted with the people around me, I realized that each family really had its own difficulties, and each family had its own crisis.

Now that I have learned to accept this suffering, I will ask myself, what has this taught me? The financial crisis has taught me: whether you have money or don't have it, save money and reduce unnecessary expenses.

In addition, family finances should be made public, and neither party can hide that the other party has over-swiped credit cards and caused a family financial crisis.

There is also the fact that a person's cognition determines his ability to think, his ability to think determines his ability to judge, his ability to judge determines his ability to choose, and his ability to choose determines whether he can live a good life.

That's what these three years of suffering have taught me.

All the bitter stories were told to me by my parents, because they were all their stories.

Dad said that my family was a landlord. Speaking of landlords, many people hate them so much, but in fact, landlords are also very miserable.

After the Agrarian Revolution. Many landlords in the countryside were suppressed. It was my grandfather's time, and it seems that he had just taken office; But people just hate, in fact, grandpa was also very poor.

Because he was a landlord, his father was often bullied by others when he was a child. And because at that time, I often ate the last meal and lost the next meal, and my father didn't have the strength to win against others, so he could only be spit on and beaten by others. He also told me that in the era of famine, people ate everything, and at that time, ** distributed some coarse grains, and it was not a bad rice for refugees, my father was happy to hear the thief, and an arrow rushed over to get it, but when people saw my dad passing, they stared at each other and didn't give anything.

That's all I have to do to continue starving. At that time, it was the greatest happiness to be able to eat a bowl of white porridge. But my dear father is not a cover, he is inspired to study hard, and he is admitted to university and walks out of the countryside.

But God played tricks on this tenacious child. went to high school, and his father's school did not let him take the college entrance examination because of his father's special status. Later, the college entrance examination system was restored in 77 or 78, and my father had already taken a year off from school at that time, and he still skipped a grade and was admitted to high school.

In order to be admitted to university, he resolutely went back to school to study on his own after taking a year off. But it's a pity that I was almost admitted by a few points, and since then I have not had a chance to study, and when I grew up to listen to my father tell these stories, his words always reveal the regret of not being admitted to college. Several of his classmates were admitted to university at that time and all lived a higher life, so his goal in life was for us brothers and sisters, to study hard and be good people.

Now comes my mother's story. Mom said she was often called to collect firewood when she was a child. That's firewood is really rare.

There was no grass on the road, and it was either pulled out by people or eaten by sheep. So you have to walk a long, long way to find firewood, but you can't stop mowing the grass when you get there, because there are people watching. I have to get up at five o'clock every day.

I only had a little time in the evening to read, but my mom was still very good at studying. She also said that the previous winter was really cold, and there was no bed at home to sleep on at night, so she had to find a friend to sleep with, only a very thin cup, and a sweater that could not be seen in the original color. The whole winter can be said to have frozen.

In what my dad said, we all suffered in the past, and telling you these things is to make you remember that you must be strong and have the spirit of struggle in everything, so as not to leave regrets in life.