Hero

When I was a child, I was envious of saving the world. I also wanted to be such a hero to save the world. But when I grew up, I found that heroes do not have to save the world. Sometimes, we are our own heroes.

We often see takeout brothers running in the rain, just for not being late for ourselves, or for a good comment we can easily get, for our work, and for the life we want. They run around in spite of rain and rain and under the scorching sun. They complain about life, but they don‘t give up life.

In the dead of night, they will also worry about tomorrow, but the next day they will never set off again, never give up because of the impact of life, who knows whether there will be adventure in the future? Facing the sufferings, march forward. They will also be said that it is useless for them to deliver takeaway. But they have taken on everything. There are not so many successful people in life. There are many ordinary people, but we are living in our own way. They do not care about life, they will also look forward to the future, they will also work hard to live, will not admit their fate, will also like the words in the film Nezha to fight for life, because: my life is up to me, not from heaven!

In times of difficulty, they have never given up; in life, they are still struggling. Although they can not become heroes to save the world, they have also saved themselves in this society, and they will be their own heroes. When I was a child, I thought that only those who saved the world could be regarded as heroes. When I grew up, I found that it was also good to save myself from the bitter sea of life. To be a hero of one’s own, life would not be too bad.

Hero, let yourself be.