曾经太多的时候,我在抱怨,而不曾感谢。抱怨时间永远太少,而要做的却很多;抱怨别人总比我好一些,自己为何还不够出色;抱怨已经竭尽全力,却始终无法达到预期的效果……好像活在哀怨声中。回想那段时间中的自己,欣喜地发现,那“为赋新词强说愁”的幼稚已经慢慢退却,少了一些对生 There were too many times when I complained and I did not thank. There are always too few complaining times, but many things to do; complaining that others are always better than me, and why they are not good enough; complaining that they have done everything they can, but they have not been able to achieve the desired results... It seems to live in a grievance. Recall that during the period of time, I was pleased to find that the childish “strong words for the new words” has slowly receded and there are fewer pairs of students.