Life is not found in grand contemplations,but in the real touch and connection we make with the world.I realized this only a few months ago.In the past,I loved to think,to read,and to imagine.My world was divided into two separate realms:the real world and the virtual one. In the real world,I was busy with entrepreneurship,nervously attending interviews,handling operations,and trying countless jobs I knew little about.After resigning,I would fall into a state of depression,only to start sending out resumes again,hoping for another interview.This was the reality I lived in for a long time. In the virtual world,however,my mind was filled with lofty ideas.I read books by great thinkers and had grand visions of the future.I imagined a room full of books I loved,and my mind was always occupied with these dreams and future plans.I focused so much on imagination and the future that I neglected to take action to improve my current situation.As a result,I became more and more disconnected from reality. Life taught me lessons over and over again,and I gradually learned to be humble and to take things step by step.I began to reflect on my past and realized that I had never truly lived.I had ignored the family that had always loved me,the passion I had for reading,and the character I had cultivated since childhood.It was as if I had lost touch with my own self. In 2020,I slowed down and stopped.I let go of the world I had built in my mind and started to live with my heart.I began to experience the lives of others,engage in simple and repetitive tasks,and try to do something for others.Gradually,real life and the world around me took the lead,and I felt like I was living again. After re-establishing real connections and touch with the world,the idea of poetry and distant dreams became my guiding light.
