01
He is an executive of a bank and is in charge of financial power.
Having worked in a bank for decades, he knows the importance of a good office space to a company. This is not only reflected in the profit and loss of enterprise operations and the comfort and happiness of employees at work, but also includes the abundant tax revenue brought to the country and the development of the industry after the enterprise develops smoothly.
Based on his profound knowledge of office buildings and the fact that he had not been able to find suitable office space for the company for decades, the seed of building a suitable office building for the company quietly loomed in his heart. And born.
This seed, with time and personal experience, gradually grew into an ideal in my heart. Based on the pursuit of ideals, he gave up public office and devoted himself to it.
He gave up his privileged job as a bank executive and left early and came back late to seek cooperation. He has gradually grown from a lofty and enviable financier to an entrepreneur living in real hardship. It just so happened that his youngest son was in the prime of teaching, and his family's dependence on him became even more prominent. And for a father, how much he looks forward to being able to accompany his children and witness their growth.
Family and ideals, he left his time and energy to the latter.
When I left home during the day, the sky was slightly bright and the child had not yet gotten up; when I returned at night, my fingers were gone. Although the child slept in the same bed, the child failed to notice his father's presence for nearly a month.
Based on this hard work and dedication, many years later, an enterprise that focused on office building development and management and only did one thing for sixteen years stood proudly in the Central Plains.
Ideal is on the left, reality is on the right.
On the bridge from reality to ideals, here I see abandonment and diligence.
02
She is over seventy years old and has three generations living under the same roof. Although her legs and feet are handicapped, she is still enthusiastic.
She became rich due to the demolition, but she did not want to spend an extra penny except for necessary daily necessities. The son is busy at work, the wife is indifferent, and the husband is busy exploring his own interests. She is the only one taking care of her grandson who is under three years old and taking care of the food and sleep of the three generations.
She said: She just likes to go square dancing, but her grandson is too young and there are too many chores at home, which takes up too much of her time and energy, and she is overworked all day long. All exhausted.
She also thought about hiring a nanny, or giving all the family property to her son and daughter-in-law, and letting them manage it. But when I think about the excessive greed and indulgence of my son and daughter-in-law for money, and when I think about the unpredictable situation of my husband and myself, I firmly control the money.
It seems difficult for her to realize her ideals.
She said: She does not expect to be taken care of and die. Her ideal is to have a complete and harmonious family, and she can also have her own time to do the things she likes. She hopes for a family with loving father and filial son, full of children and grandchildren. And she and her husband can also have their own time, dance and play mahjong for the elderly.
Although her life was very tiring, she still managed to make her home and home beautiful and sunny. The son seems to be working diligently; the daughter-in-law can help with housework at home; the grandson is growing up healthily; and the husband is living a leisurely life.
I don’t know how she transformed reality into ideal, but for her in her seventies, you can still see her in the square in front of the community shop at 8 o’clock in the evening.
Overflowing with happy expressions and rich gestures, accompanied by cheerful music, she dances excitedly with her beauty.
Ideal is on the left, reality is on the right.
On the bridge from reality to ideals, here I see dedication and cherishment.
03
He was already in his thirties, and his wife was ten months pregnant and was about to give birth.
Like all fathers, he longs for the healthy arrival of this baby. Looking at the small clothes and shoes that his wife prepared for the upcoming child, his heart felt like it was melting and he was filled with happiness.
However, God did not have his wish. Children are born with diseases. This is a very serious disease, and there are almost no cases of recovery from the disease.
The mother of the child was still in a coma and had no idea about the situation told by the doctor.
He heard his wife's expectations for the child more than once. She hoped that he would be as healthy as a calf. She hoped that he would grow up bravely and not be afraid of injections or fights between children· ·····
But all this seems to be more difficult for this sick child. And he is also deeply aware of the pressure and suffering he is about to face.
He just feels sorry for his wife and even more for this child.
Silent tears fell quietly, shattering the beauty and happiness everywhere.
He thought that he might not be able to let his children know the appearance of a calf, or he might not be able to let his children know the red, orange, yellow, and green colors of the world. Maybe he would never know his father and mother in his whole life. What's more, I will never hear the words "Dad, Mom" ??from the child's mouth for the rest of my life. Maybe, not maybe, but it is certain that the future will be difficult as the children grow up.
Despite the hardship, he still gritted his teeth, held back tears, and embraced the gift sent by God.
Can't cry, because someone needs his strength. You can't fall down because your shoulders still need to support this home.
Looking at his wife's sleeping face, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and stroked the sweat from his wife's temples with his warm hands.
Ideal is on the left, reality is on the right.
On the bridge from reality to ideals, here I see strength and responsibility.
04
Ideals are always hopeful and beautiful. But the reality is so profound and sobering.
Ideal and reality always seem to be two polar opposites. I don't know what is the bridge from reality to ideal. But I know that when there is a gap between reality and ideals, we must make continuous efforts to shorten the distance between the two.
Only with ideals in mind and the realistic path under your feet can we walk successfully.
Ideal is on the left, reality is on the right.
I hope that in reality you are walking on the bridge to your ideal.