前些日子 ，我开车路过十字路口，一个男子背着包，一辆车一辆车地插着小卡片。日头晒得他整个人的皮肤都开始发黑 ，他小心翼翼地东张西望，动作快而麻利 。
他低着头：是。我先忙了 。他背着挎包 ，又一辆车一辆车地去放卡片。
他显然已经不是当年的他了。年少时，他总是喜欢扯我的辫子，藏我的橡皮，在教室背后露着头笑 ，我那个时候真的很讨厌他 。但现在不了，岁月把他的可爱掩藏，我开始怀念十多岁的那个小子。
他心领神会 。我现在在一家工厂做工人，“三班倒 ” ，白天有空插插小卡片，2毛钱一张。你是少数几个愿意摇下车窗和我打招呼的同学。
他说着，笑了 。我仿佛看到他从前探过头，露出大白牙 ，在我每一次被他欺负到哭，他却得意的样子。只是，今时今日 ，我想不出白天遇见的那个他，做着这样的表情，会是怎样的感觉。
不会不会 ，可能是她们没看到吧 。我说。
不过这些年，我也习惯了，我不找女朋友 ，也不去和同学联系。反正我没钱。他们说，穷人不配有爱情 。你有房吗，有车吗 ，有能力养我吗?你那么努力，你能变得很有钱吗?你一个小时赚多少钱。我答不上来。他说，我觉得他似乎已经很久很久没有与人说话了，遇到同学 ，我也是他们那个并不体面的同学 。我下班就出来兼职，多赚点钱。虽然，好像也真的赚不了多少钱 ，但至少不会太无聊，想起太多事。
我是穷人 ，也不想高攀别人，同学不理我也没事，反正我干着自己的工作 ，赚自己的钱。
美国着名作家芭芭拉有一本书叫《我在底层的生活》 ，写了她隐瞒自己的身份，混入美国底层社会的体会 。
之间，她流转于不同城市 、不同行业，当过服务员、也当过旅馆服务员 ，当过清洁女工，也当过看护之家助手，她渐渐发现底层社会里 ，当你拿着6—8美元的时薪，不得不每天卖力干活的时候，生存比生活是个更贴近的词语。
前些日子 ，有一组图叫《活着》让我印象深刻，60岁的中年男人，每天卸货300吨 ，每吨挣6毛钱，就为了活着。
你可能会觉得，这样傻干的人 ，一辈子就只能出卖劳动力了 。他为什么不去学点别的更能赚钱的本事呢?
一个人被生计所迫的时候，注定着为生计奔波。也就是，对于穷人来说，当你努力到一万分的时候 ，或许也不过是刚刚解决温饱问题。而你要走向成功，是生存之外的课题，或许真的是需要孤注一掷的勇气。然而孤注一掷可能会成功 ，更有可能的是，从今往后，再也无路可走 。
有钱的基础是 ，你的资源、背景以及你现在所拥有的一切，再加那么一点点运气。大多数人，不过是芸芸众生中 ，为了生计而出卖劳动的人。
穷人为了生计，不敢停歇，生怕停下来 ，就活不下去了 。但我们始终要知道一件事，是不论我们的努力走到了哪条路，每一个努力的人，都值得被尊重。
博尔赫斯的《小径分叉的花园》有一句话：我预料人们越来越屈从于穷心极恶的事情 ，要不了多久世界全是清一色的武夫和强盗了，我要奉劝他们的是：做穷心极恶的事情的人，应当假想那件事情已经完成 ，应当把将来当作过去那样无法挽回。我就是那样做，我把自己当成已经死去的人，冷眼观看的那一天 ，或许是最后一天的逝去和夜晚的降临 。
毕竟，有钱真的可以帮你做成许多事 ，说白了，你曾经在柜台边下不了手的华美服装，你曾经要省吃俭用好几个月才能够买到的手提包，你在门外徘徊的高档餐厅 ，以及还有那些你想去的远方，在有钱之后，真的可以让您觉得触手可及 。
可是 ，我们却不得不面对一个现实，就是不是每一个努力的人，都可以成功 ，都可以变得有钱的
有能力的人 ，站在饼的中央，他们挪动自如，他们可以高喊“世界是我们的啊”。然而这样的人毕竟是少数的 。
大多数人 ，都不过是站在饼的边缘。有些人离中心略微近一些，有些人又远一些。而对于那些真正的富人来说，我们都不过是那些拼尽了全身的力气，为了拉着这个饼的边缘 ，使自己不至于饿死的人而已。
世界那么大，我们都不过是历史浪淘沙中的人 。千百年后，谁又记得谁 ，谁又还是谁。
愿你有最为善意的向往 ，就像不曾被世界侵蚀，对于每一个人都有最原始的温和 。
A few days ago, I drove through the crossroads, a man carrying a bag, and a car in a car inserted a small card. The skin of the whole person is starting to have a black, and he is careful to eat and look at it, and the movements are fast and short.
Men and I almost almost, the content of the cards divided into a ticket. When I shook the window, I found that it was a classmate I have ever.
He saw me, smiled sorry. I said, I haven't seen you for a long time.He lowered his head: Yes. I am busy first. He is carrying a bag, and another car is on a car.
He is obviously not his year. At the years, he always likes to pull my braids, hide my eraser, and laugh behind the classroom, I really hate him at that time. But now, now, the years put his cute hidden, I began to miss the boy in more than 10 years.
The red light is very fast. I thought, I just asked him to ask him.2.
It was very surprised. That night, I received his phone.
Our home landline has been installed for twenty-three years, and there is no number of numbers in twenty-three.
He said: I just try it, I didn't expect it. I am very happy today, see you.
I said, I am also. You are now ...
That darkness is a little thin, it has been shaking in front of me.
His heart leads to God. I am doing workers in a factory, "three classes", there is a small card in the daytime, 2 get a figure. You are a few a few are willing to shake the window and the classmates who greets.
He said, laugh. I seem to see that he has explored his head, showing big white teeth, and every time I was bullied to cry, he was proud. Just, this time, I can't think of the one who meets during the day, how to feel like this expression.
Will not, maybe they have not seen it. I said.
After these years, I am also used to, I don't look for my girlfriend, and I will not contact my classmates. Anyway, I have no money. They said that the poor does not match love. Do you have a room, have you had a car, is there any ability to raise me? You work hard, can you become very rich? How much is you earning an hour. I can't answer. He said, I think he seems to have been talking for a long time. I have a classmate, I am also a classmate who is not very decent. I get a part-time job at get off work, and I will make more money. Although, it seems that it really doesn't make much money, but it will not be too bored, think of too much.
No, don't say this.
I am a poor, I don't want to climb someone else, my classmates ignore me, anyway, I do my own work and make my own money.
When he said this, my tears droplets droplets, I didn't send it.
The United States is a book called "I live in the bottom of the bottom", wrote her confrontation of her identity, mixed into the US underlying society.
, she is moving in different cities, different industries, when they have a waiter, and they have been a hotel staff. When they cleaner, they also have a household assistant, she gradually discovered the underlying society, when you Holding a 6-8 dollar time salary, there is a more close words that survive than life every day.
A group of pictures called "alive" to make me impressed, 60-year-old middle-aged man, unloading 300 tons per day, earning 6 cents per ton, just in order to live.
You may think that the people who are stupid, only to sell labor for a lifetime. Why don't you go to learn something more to make money?
When a person is undergoing a livelihood, it is destined for the livelihood. That is, for the poor, when you work hard to 10,000, it may just solve the problem of warmth. And you have to go to success, is an issue outside survival, maybe it is really a courage to be angry. However, it may be successful, but it is more likely that from now on, there is no way to go.
The foundation of your resources is, your resources, background, and everything you have now,Plus that little luck. Most people, but in all beings, people who sell labor for their livelihood.
For the sake of livelihood, I didn't dare to stop, and I was afraid to stop, I couldn't live. But we always know one thing, no matter which road we work, every effort is worthy of being respected.
Borhus's "small-diameter garden" has a sentence: I expect people to become more and more evil, there is still a long time It is a clear Wufu and robbing. I want to advise them that people who are poor and extremely evil, they should be done, and they should not be able to recover the future as in the past. I just did it, I took myself as a dead person, the day of watching it, perhaps the last day lost and night coming.
Our society has many pigeons for the poor.
We can understand well, this world is forced us to grow, let us work hard to become a rich man, become a person with others.
After all, there is money to help you make a lot of things, saying it, you haven't had a gorgeous costume you can't get on the counter, you have to save you for a few months before you can buy it. Handbag, your high-end restaurant you are outside, and there are those distants you want to go, really allow you to feel tentacles after you have money.
However, we have to face a reality, just that everyone can succeed, can become rich
This is like a cake, all people stand outside the cake, all people compete for this cake in the past.
The ability to stand in the center of the cake, they move it, they can shout "the world is our ah." However, such a person is a small number.
Most people are all standing on the edge of the pie. Some people are slightly near the center, and some people are far away. For those real rich people, we are all just those who have exhausted the whole body, in order to pull the edge of this cake, make yourself notAs for those who starved to death.5.
The world is so big, we all are all people in the history of the waves. Thousands of years later, who remembers who, who is still.
May you have naturally shielded eyes, just like life's curtains, for a good look.
May you have the most kindly, just like the world erosion, there is the most primitive gentle for everyone.
I hope that you respect each poor effort, just like respecting every one that is unsuccessful, in the rivers and lakes of Jin Ge Tiema, give gentle hugs.
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