用什么标准来衡量

跟贴:  袅袅的博克 “泥巴做的男孩们，你们听着”

 

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I am going to share one more thought and leave you alone as I would see that you are probably being amused by all of the comments made with respect to your writings.

The fundamental question you may need to ask yourself is that what criteria you should rely on to decide who would the right person to be with form the day of commitment to death setting you apart.

Are wealth and physical attractiveness important? Absolutely, they do. No one would deny fortune and attractiveness do make life more enjoyable (many people including me might benefit from those two). Nevertheless, one should also aware the satisfactions from those things would tend to fade quickly, Moreover, they are easily dwarfed by other intangible , yet , crucial qualities of a person such as faithfulness, honesty, courage, determination, of course, unconditioned love … just name few. Working in Wall Street, I found that screening a good person bears remarkable similarity as uncovering a gem stock. Here, future growth rather current standing should be the center of focus since it is the potential that would provide tremendous reward and triumph.

Further more, you may need to use your other senses as well in order to get what you want/need in addition to what you can see. I learned to activate my full senses year ago in an incident and they have been helping me to do well in furious competition as I am climbing corporate ladders.

It was the first year I arrived from China and worked as a TA in my graduate school. One weekend in the fall, my professor invited me and other boys (TAs and RAs) in the department to join him to go deer hunting. Personally, I’d prefer buying meat in supermarkets or getting them from restaurants let along to shoot a “Bambi”. But the combination of seeking thrill and securing next semester’s scholarship brought me to the trip. Once in the woods and separated from the rest of team I realized suddenly in the mist of morning fog I couldn’t even see things in few feet away. Excitement and bravery seemed dissipating as fast as cold sweat running on my back. A simple question surfaced in my mind: how I would know a shadow approaching would be a deer or person, worse, could I be mistaken as a game to get shot at? For a moment I closed my eyes, I started to listen carefully what was happening in my surrounding. The sound of falling autumn leaves and blowing wind in the floor of forest, to my surprise, they began to communicate to me so clearly, I could tell my raw instincts kicked in to guide me. Amazingly on the spot I could sense and differentiate the rattle of a rodent family rushing by or the vibrations of foot steps of a much big creature. By touching the bark of the tree I leaned on I could tell which side would be facing north. First time in my entire life I was awakened and guided by the powers of other senses besides eye sight at apparently no man’s land.

To make a long story short, I was the only person that day shot a deer (a buck over 150 lbs) in our whole hunting team and received honor and congratulations. Needless to say I felt sorry for the poor creature I gunned down and promised myself never shoot again and I did. Later, I didn’t even bother to attend the dinner party grilling deer steaks hosted at my professor’s backyard. However, this hunting episode indeed revealed something to me from that day to now. That is, to survive and succeed one must sense what you may not able to see.


Note: Minor changes have been made to weed out some typos on the original post.