失去是一种命数。我很倔强,很骄傲,从来不信命。我发现失去会使人颓唐,会使人无所争无所求,恶性循环的结果是失去的更多,也更颓废,更自卑。这个世界上谁没有缺陷?谁不会经历那么几次刻骨铭心的失去?失去往往会使一个人悲怆但更敏感。如同墨子,想到每日装于桌上的米饭都来源于屋外生机勃勃的稻谷,便也悲怆了。也如同孔丘,一心恢复崩坏的周礼,教出三千各界学生,从显贵到乞儿都有,但他最后只博得“知其不可而为之”的评价。反观一路得者,如项羽,除了那一仗,一生都是 Losing is a kind of life. I am very stubborn, very proud, never believed. I found that loss will make people decadent, will make people want nothing, the result of a vicious circle is to lose more, but also more decadent, more self-esteem. Who does not have a defect in this world? Who will not experience so many unforgettable loss? Loss often makes a person sad but more sensitive. Like Mozi, they thought that the daily rice served on the table came from the thriving rice outside. It is also like Confucius. He is devoted to restoring the crumbling Zhou Li and teaching 3,000 students from all walks of life to the beggar, but in the end he only won the evaluation of “knowing what he can not do.” On the other hand, all the way, such as Xiang Yu, except that battle, life is