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To succeed, please use the right methods to work hard.

   Hans Christian Andersen said, "A person must go through a period of hard work and struggle to achieve anything." So why are there so many hard-working people, yet so few succeed? Have you ever considered that perhaps your approach to hard work is wrong?


  Avoid foolish diligence; success = good methods + effort.


  I remember when I first graduated, my manager asked me to create a spreadsheet. I frantically typed in the Excel sheet, typing away at the numbers until my head ached. 


  Seeing this, my manager asked in surprise, "Don't you know how to use formulas? Just drag and drop; why go through all that trouble?" 


  I slapped my forehead, "Oh my god, I completely forgot you could do it that way!" Then I laughed incredibly awkwardly. 


  Why spend two hours typing on a calculator when you could finish the data in five minutes? Why be so foolishly and blindly diligent when you could do something more effortlessly and efficiently?


  While being diligent, it's also important to pause and consider whether there are better methods. Sometimes, choice is more important than effort.


  I clearly remember hearing an elder say when I was young, "If I had studied more, things would be different now." 


  This elder was a very hardworking and family-oriented man who encountered some opportunities in his youth. 


  Unfortunately, whenever these opportunities arose, he lacked sufficient knowledge and preparation to seize them.


  Many paths in life are not decided at a single moment. Those who neglect learning and knowledge accumulation from a young age, no matter how hard they strive later in life, will find it difficult to compete with those who knew clearly what they wanted from childhood. 


  If you take the wrong path from the start, it's often difficult to recover, or even impossible.


  "Experience" isn't a panacea. A writer said he goes to bed at 10 pm every night and gets up at 4 am to do his own thing, completely undisturbed during that time, resulting in exceptionally high efficiency. 


  I tried to imitate this, but from 10 pm to 12 am, I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep at all. At 4 am, I couldn't get up at all and slept straight until 8 am. 


  Therefore, everyone has their own time and life trajectory. 


  Whatever you do, you must pay attention to the method and maintain a pace that suits you. 


  Many people who start from the same starting line end up with vastly different lives years later. 


  If you don't want your efforts to be in vain, avoid foolish diligence, don't blindly follow so-called "experience," and carefully choose your future path.


  To succeed, strive in the right way; only by doing what you want to do this will your chances of success be higher.


  (The End)

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