In the audience, there were already many students crying in a low voice, and even some heads and constables, including the band group, were wiping their tears and sobbing. I don’t know if it was because of the rhythm, lyrics and music, or because of the integration of hearts?

The boy in white felt a sigh in his heart. How good the lyrics and music were said, and it was accompanied by the loss in his heart, leaving endless emotion...

I don’t know when the “Old Long” walked onto the podium, nor what “Old Long” said before. When the young man in white came to his senses, he swept the sound to “Old Long”. I only heard “Old Long” pause on the podium, cleared his throat, and continued, “…Ambition, what will be like in a world without ambition? It’s not difficult to imagine. Perhaps, this will be a more friendly world - no desire, no friction, no disappointment, people will have time to reflect. Competitive suspicion will never intervene, conflicts will be eliminated. People’s tension will become the past, the pressure created will be ended, and anxiety will disappear. Time passes, but ambitions have long been far away from people’s hearts..."

The voice of "Old Long" is low and unpretentious. In the tone of sufficient internal strength, it hides the faint uneasiness and melancholy in his heart. "In the long run, life will become so boring... There is a popular view that success is just a myth, so ambition is also illusory. Obviously, not all success is worthy of admiration, nor is it worth pursuing. In the choice of wandering the heart, a person can naturally learn it soon. But even the most cynical person secretly has to admit that success does exist, and the meaning of achievement is important, and the real nonsense is to say that what people in the world do is futile. The view that success does not exist is likely to cause confusion. The original intention of this view is to write off all motivations to improve abilities, interest in achieving performance and attention to future generations...

"We cannot choose the environment for birth or growth. Most of us cannot choose death, the time or condition of death. But among the many unselected choices, we can indeed choose our own lifestyle - whether we are brave or fearless, timid or shameless, open and honest, or shameless, whether we are determined to be crucial and insignificant in life. What we decide to show our own importance is either what we do or what we refuse to do. But no matter how indifferent the world is to the choices and decisions we make, these choices and decisions are ultimately made by ourselves. And when we make and choose, our lives are formed. What ultimately builds our destiny is where our ambitions lie..."

"Okay..." Someone sighed and exclaimed softly, and then the students at the gathering came warmly with applause...

The "Old Long" on the stage seemed to nodded slightly with emotion. While waving his hand to signal everyone's sober applause, his eyes seemed to sweep at the white-clothed boy sitting in a corner without any intention, but his eyes did not stop too much, and then he opened the book "Humanity and Human Heart" that had already been placed on the table, "Now, everyone, please continue to open the eighth chapter of Chapter 50... If you flip, please read it in unison..."

"When love calls you, follow her, even though the road of love is difficult and steep. When the wings of love embrace you, obey her, even though the sword hidden under its wings may hurt you. When love tells you, believe her, even though her voice may break your dreams, just as the north wind blows down all the petals in the garden...

The students in the audience turned to that page one after another, responding to the "Old Dragon" one after another, "Love will put a crown on you and torture you. Love will help you grow and prune you. Love will rise to the branches, caress your trembling branches in the sun, and will dive to the roots, shaking you with the foundation of the soil.

"But if you only want to seek peace and happiness of love in fear, then you'd better cover up your true self, avoid the test of love, and enter the world where you will laugh, but not laugh at it, you will cry, but not shed tears. Love only gives itself, and only gets itself. Love has nothing, and will not have it for anyone, because love itself is self-sufficient.

"Love has nothing to ask for but fulfill oneself. But if you love and have to ask for it, then expect—to melt yourself and sing your own beautiful tunes to the night like a running stream; to understand the pain of too much tenderness; to be hurt by your understanding of love; and to be willing and happy sorrow; to wake up with a brisk heart at dawn and thank another day full of love; to meditate on the mystery of love at rest; to go home with gratitude at dusk; then pray for those who love in your heart, chant songs of praise, and sleep with prayers and songs..."

"Old Long" read this and gently closed "Human Nature and Heart" and turned his eyes to the presentation that had been placed next to "Human Nature and Heart". He did not pause, but almost continued in one go. It was obvious that he had a mental arithmetic-

"Whether you are ready or not, one day we will come to the end of our lives. As the saying goes, we don't know where we come from, and we don't know where we go, we only know that there is no morning light and dusk, and the calmness has become a numerology. Everything you have, whether you cherish or forget, will flow into the hands of others. Whether you get or owe it, your reputation and power will become unfamiliar with you, and will go with the dust and wind without returning, and will be calm...

"Your resentment, indignation, frustration and jealousy will eventually disappear. Therefore, your hopes, ambitions, and plans will all end. The gains and losses that you have regarded so seriously at the beginning will also disappear.

"It doesn't matter where you come from and where you live. Your former beauty and glory will disappear. Therefore, what is important? How to measure the value of your lifetime? What is important is not what you have, but what you created; it's not what you get, but what you give. What is important is not what you succeed, but the meaning of your life. What is important is not what you learned, but what you taught. What is important is that there is integrity, sympathy, courage and sacrifice in every action, and encourage others to follow the example. What is important is not your ability, but your personality. What is important is not how many people you know, but how many people will think it is an eternal loss after you leave. What is important is how long others will remember you, who remember you, and why you remember you.

"Living a meaningful life is not an accident. It is not a problem of the environment, but a problem of choice..." "Old Long" said this, paused, looked around the audience, and then continued to say the last sentence of today's party introduction in a deep voice, "Please choose a meaningful life..."

After looking around for a while, the eyes finally fell on the boy in white. He looked at him silently, as if he was at a loss, and seemed to be asking or pursuing his opinions...

The boy in white still sat there silently, listening quietly to the words of "Old Long" - all of them were happy and moved. Although his words were short and incisive, they included life. His self-admiring heart music had already resonated with the strings...

"Old Long" has a sharp gaze and a careful mind. When he observes his words and expressions, he knows that the young man in white has been moved by his deliberate heart-resolution today.

When the words of "Old Long" ended, a burst of warm applause suddenly erupted in the audience, which lasted for a long time...

Next, it should be the routine of every party - the matters related to the students who came to the hall for the first time. The young man in white didn't pay much attention to it. He no longer had to participate. He just kept in mind how to talk to the "Old Dragon"...

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Chapter completed!