Weather is becoming warmer day by day. After departing from basketball for almost half a year, I went out on the basketball ground again. There, I met an elder man who is nearly 60 years old. Despite his old age (at least I think it's old) and also the first playing in recent months, he shows great enthusiasm and fully energetic. The figure of him is so well-built that I, in my thirties, can hardly make defence on him.
Back to home, I thought a lot about the respectable man and myself. Indeed, I have been in a low mood for some time. I complain about my work and my life, things are unfair to me, people are not generous, job is dull and nonsense, blah, blah, blah. I was always thinking of escaping from the unescapable present. These negative emotions are really ruining me, so that I lost my interest in many things, like doing sports, reading books, enjoying cook and meals. I feel nervous sometimes: what's the hope of my life?
But, I should definitely not go on with this state. There's still a long long way to go in front of my feet. The man on the basketball ground shows me that: even you are 60 years old, life could still be passionate and enthusiastic. So, are there problems with my surroundings? or it's just the problem of myself? I think it can not be clearer now.
What I would be like when grow up? The question perplexed me for so long now has an answer: What you will be later is what you endeavour to be at present.