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Don't think of yourself as someone special, and don't underestimate others.

 　　 The most pitiful people in the world are those who live in painful memories of the past, constantly tormenting themselves.

　　 Time flies, and as the saying goes, "There's only one me in the world, a unique me. If you lose me, you won't find me even if you search on Baidu. Maybe you're awesome, but I might not care about you!" In a world of heroes, masters clash, and there's always someone stronger. True masters fight three rounds before each other. Therefore, without experiencing a period of loneliness, obscurity, darkness, and unbearable hardship, one cannot claim "heaven rewards diligence." Proximity breeds advantage;

　　 books are the wellspring of human civilization's evolution. Don't judge people too harshly; a little ignorance is bliss. Water that's too clear has no fish, and a person who's too discerning has no followers. There's no need to exploit your friends to protect your own interests. If you remove all the quills from a hedgehog, how can it defend itself against hunters or escape human pursuit? What is lost on one front may be gained on another. Having lost its precious thorns, it gained the protection of its companions!

　　 The character for "person" (人) is shorter than the Chinese character for "big" (大), so it's prone to selfishness and pettiness; it's shorter than the character for "individual" (个), lacking a supporting point, so it's prone to vulnerability. Therefore, our lives are inevitably filled with bumps and stumbles. We will encounter setbacks and make mistakes. But we must acknowledge our mistakes, correct them, and persevere in the face of difficulties. Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth; true knowledge comes from practice. Principles are meant to be put into practice, not

　　 just empty words! Don't overestimate yourself, nor underestimate yourself. Don't think of yourself as someone special, and don't underestimate others. How you see others today is how they will see you tomorrow! Similarly, words spoken are like spilled water—they cannot be taken back. Regret is inevitable, and the boat of friendship has capsized. This boat capsizes easily. A broken door can be repaired, but a broken heart, like crumpled pieces of paper, cannot be soothed.

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