Back in my last year of high school, there was a radio trivia competition to win tickets for a concert. I didn't have much money, but I really wanted to see this special group, so one Monday morning, I sat by the radio with the phone in my hand, and I was waiting. My mind was always full of useless information - maybe in my life It was even more so at that time - so I knew that I had the same chance as anyone else.
Finally, they asked me a question: what is David Boyce's role as a rock star? I dialed the spider from Mars as quickly as I could, but (no doubt, because of my old spinning phone) I wasn't the first to win three more mornings, and I did the same, knowing the answer every time, but not being the first one to call that Friday, the question was much harder: whose band did Canadian singer Gawain borrow His strange animal record, I won this time (by the way, the answer is Peter Gabriel, who was recording in the same studio, and I'm proud of what I've achieved. My brain is full of unrealistic data, and the breadth and breadth of the data prove that, but in retrospect, it seems a bit silly, but for me The accumulation of knowledge is the most significant aspect of my self-knowledge. At that time, I remember that information was not transient.
I remember reading and learning endlessly, trying to keep every bit of information I could get, whether it was useful or not. When someone asked me a question, I became lazy, and I didn't know the answer. A quick search on the internet usually made me direct Find the right information to answer the question, and then the details disappear from my mind.
I usually forget it completely. I think most people do this now. When someone calls a friend who wants to be a millionaire, they rely more on the Internet than on their memory.
Do they really choose their most knowledgeable friend or just on Google Fastest friend, who would you call.
One day, a little monkey was playing by the well. He looked in the well and called out, "my God, the moon has fallen into the well.". An old monkey ran over to have a look and said, "my God, the moon is really in the water." an old monkey ran over.
He was also very surprised and called out: the moon is in the well. A group of monkeys ran to the well. They looked at the moon in the well and cried, "the moon has fallen into the well.
We took it out. The biggest monkey hung upside down on the tree. He put his foot on the branch and took the foot of the next monkey with his hand Some monkeys followed him.
One by one, they went down to the moon in the well. Just before they reached the moon, the biggest monkey raised his head and happened to see the moon in the sky. He cried excitedly, "don't be silly.
The moon is still in the sky.".
Monkeys are friends of human beings. If there are no monkeys, I don't think there will be us, because humans are evolved monkeys. Maybe because of this reason, I have a feeling of intimacy and familiarity with monkeys, so I often go to the zoo to see monkeys.
When I see monkeys, my depressed mood suddenly gets better. I love monkeys and I hope to protect them.