Chapter 45 A time when there were no "standards"

Young people tend to commit suicide. I was once a young man. At that time, I had a lot of troubles and life was hard, but I never thought about suicide. Why?Looking back, it was because I believed that there was a "standard", and as long as I worked hard and reached that "standard", I would be respected by the world and lead a reasonable life. At the age of fifteen, he graduated from elementary school, did not take the middle school entrance examination, and had no money to go to a private middle school, so he could only go to night school, and during the day, he did rough work;

"This is just a stage." I have always believed that being close to the "standard" in my heart is equivalent to staying away from this "stage".To and from the factory and the container terminal, I must take a book with me; get in the car and read; unload the cargo, wait for the dock workers to receive it, and read. In the second year of middle school, one day, the biology textbook was left on the truck, and I sat on the cardboard box, came to meditate as a monk, and closed my eyes to "replay" the text I had read; I clearly remember the days when I was a child laborer and worked hard. , Only on that day, there are no books around me.

At that time, reading was very popular, and when I went to bookstores, some things, such as the collections of Taiwanese poets such as Yu Guangzhong, were released in high piles and sold out in a blink of an eye.The world, at that time, was still full of all kinds of "values" worth pursuing: exquisite poetry, rigorous novels, noble personality... As long as you meet that "standard", you will be appreciated; profane, not many. "I want to be a poet!" Thinking this way, I took my collection of poems to deliver goods and scribbled on cartons; in order to meet the "standard" recognized by the world, and to get out of trouble as soon as possible, I was so busy that I didn't even have time to think about meeting Hades.

It turned out that I was really very lucky: If I were fifteen years old today, what kind of "standard" would I be able to find and strive for?If I don't agree with, for example, the "standard" of "Edison Chen", how should I create my own life?Internet?Going online can't solve the problem; hang yourself?Hanging can only cancel the problem. Adults have destroyed "values" and "standards", which is tantamount to blocking the way for young people; we are all guilty, and we are the ones who forced this group of confused teenagers to death with our carelessness and frivolity.