The old writer looked at the crowd rushing out on the street and asked softly: "What makes you think so?" He said: "I revised a design more than ten times and it was still returned. The most enthusiastic project was just stopped because of capital cuts. Classmates, now some open companies, some are promoted. And I am still sitting and revising each drawing without knowing when I will be able to do what I want.
The old man smiled softly. "At your age, I once burned the manuscript of a novel because I read it again and found it too bad. I even thought maybe I didn't have a talent for writing. But then three days later, I sat down and wrote it again from the beginning. Because I thought, if I stopped today, tomorrow surely nothing would happen.
The architect took a sip of salt coffee, then asked back: "Have you ever felt tired? And have you ever wanted to give up?". He nodded: "Yes, young people often think that successful people are always full of energy. In fact, they also have days when they don't want to wake up and have doubted themselves. The only difference is that they don't make the decision to give up on the worst day. Because life is not just full of sad days as well as after the rain, the sky will be bright.
He lit a cigarette and leisurely continued: "People often praise breakthroughs, finishing times or moments standing on the podium receiving awards. But what keeps people reaching those moments is countless very ordinary days, no one applauds, no one knows about it. Only I quietly sit at my desk, finishing the work of that day. There are days when the goal is not victory. The goal is just not to give up.
The late afternoon sunlight suddenly turns golden, just like the strange afternoon sunshine. The architect slowly rolls up the drawing: "I think... tonight I will continue to repair it.
He smiled gently: "You know, people often evaluate a tree after the sweet fruit season, but the tree grows in seasons without fruit. Humans are also like that. We mature most in times that seem like there are no achievements to tell. Because life is not only measured by glorious days, but also measured by days when we are tired, doubt ourselves, do not see the light ahead but still quietly take another step. Many people reach the destination not because they are always stronger than others, but because on the weakest days, they still choose to stay with their dreams.
He nodded: "Uncle is indeed a different writer, always philosophical and sophisticated. Okay, let's go have a beer to cool our stomachs. This shop just opened, the owner is very beautiful.
