What would the world be like without weeds? When I closed my eyes in the morning writing class, I suddenly thought about this question.
In fact, there are no plants called weeds in this world. All these definitions of weeds come from the human perspective. Plants that hinder the neatness of people's world are given the name of weeds. And these plants, called weeds, have long spread across the entire continent.
I am far from as strong as a weed, but I want to be such a strong plant, following every flower and grass to sprout secretly.
When I pick up the pen, I often don’t know what to write, or I find it difficult to express my thoughts, and feel even more ashamed to write. I think I am more of a stream of consciousness, writing whatever comes to mind. It's just that I'm too lazy.
As early as high school, our Chinese teacher often assigned us writing assignments, and I was quite interested in writing. I can’t say I’m good at it, but I like writing.
Today’s writing class reminded me of the psychology class I took in high school. I couldn’t see anything when I closed my eyes, but I could hear the voice in my heart. Well, the writing class was pretty good. You must be inspired when you relax. One percent of inspiration is often more important than ninety-nine percent of sweat. I think that’s right. Writing classes are not about providing inspiration, they are about learning how to find inspiration. The so-called writing is just a lot of practice. Only written ideas can create value. How to increase the value of written words is what I think is the most important thing to learn in writing classes.
"It takes three years to get two sentences, and two sentences to cry." Writing is also a daily craft, it is not mysterious, it just needs polishing. Well, I’d better write more usually.
So, good night.