Be your own custom

 　　I've always believed that I am a product of my own making, and that's all I can control.

　　From a young age, I knew that compared to others' comprehensiveness, my abilities were extremely limited; I only focused on my core values. Nothing else could distract me. I

　　used to feel inferior about this, but the more I tried to be perfect, the more clumsy I appeared. After being ridiculed so much, I learned to present my core values ​​to others and ignore everything else.

　　These core values ​​range from rationality, philosophy, and aesthetics. I've used my life to contemplate and construct them, letting them grow wildly. A person's spiritual interests are very important, and I've persisted in this for many years.

　　People who dislike me say that besides thinking, my actions are a mess. I was hurt, but I accepted it. My teachers say I'm mature in thought, but my behavior is still childish. I say, you're right.

　　In school, facing the loneliness of peers, as long as one has a clear understanding of aesthetics, spiritual interests, and principles, one can live a comfortable life. After leaving school, I knew nothing about popular culture. I remember being shocked when I went to Guangzhou and saw so many people with aesthetics and lifestyles that resembled those in TV dramas!

　　After entering society, I encountered many obstacles because of these core values. The criterion for choosing keywords was their ability to compensate for my clumsiness in other areas, which clearly failed.

　　A senior writer, nearing forty, who had witnessed over a decade of online literature history, continued writing. His contemporaries had already achieved fame and fortune, yet he remained dedicated, treating it as an obsession. He would work two months' worth of jobs to save money, return to his basement apartment, and type away, much to the behest of his family.

　　At that moment, I realized my keyword should actually be "making money." For someone as foolish as me, choosing the right keyword is crucial to protecting me from harm and ensuring a worry-free life.

　　Accumulate methods for making money, learn the knowledge of making money, and cultivate the character for making money. Keep it in mind, actively explore it, persevere, and act immediately on any idea that comes to mind. New idols and new standards for judging others have emerged.

　　 Poverty is a dead end, and breaking free from that dead end is something every individual and organization must constantly strive for.

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