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People standing at the crossroads

     Today is Christmas. On this day in the past, I would always rack my brains planning my evening activities: a movie? A big meal? Singing karaoke with friends… Every time, I feel like I'm standing at a crossroads, a flurry of wonderful ideas jumping into my head for me to choose from. Whichever I ultimately choose, it achieves the purpose of celebrating the holiday. But now, looking at the snowflakes swirling outside the window, my thoughts are a jumble.

    It's been over seven years since I graduated from university. I've changed jobs three times, finally securing this hard-won stable job with a decent income. With my parents' help, I bought a house in this big city and got married. In my friends' eyes, I'm someone many envy; I should be quite content. But as I approach thirty, I don't feel truly "established." The repetitive work every day has robbed me of my initial fighting spirit and direction in life. My career is stagnant, stuck in a bottleneck, and I've lost the drive to pursue my goals and realize my self-worth. I feel like I'm at a crossroads in my life—to move forward or backward? Left or right? I'm lost. Because this choice concerns my future, it's far more complex than simply choosing how to spend a holiday.

    The once-popular TV series *Beijing Youth*, though overly dramatic, resonated deeply with many born in the 1980s through the story of the four He brothers retracing their youth. It wasn't just about reliving their youth; it was about reflecting on their future paths and bravely exploring their future during a crucial period in their lives. It's not the journey itself that's frightening, but the wasted effort. Perhaps many friends, like me, have had their initial ambitions eroded by a life of complacency after graduating. Life's journey is long. We should look back after every step, or every few steps, to see if we've chosen the wrong direction, if our footprints have strayed, and adjust our steps accordingly.

    When you find yourself at a crossroads in life, you may feel anxious, confused, and helpless, but please stop, look back at the path you've traveled, give your heart a break, and give your busy self a chance to reflect. Only those who can calm down and think at this crossroads can dispel the fog before their eyes and ultimately find the right direction for themselves.

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