Struggle

My earlier career, from last May to date, is nothing short of a story themed by my long and custom Mickey Park Combo hard struggle and moreover, survival. The road has been cranky and the climb, steep. There is such belief that rainbow will come out in the wake of storms. As goes for weather, so goes for real life. It is the belief held for so long and told by so many, based on their experiences, that with adamant belief in heart and not letting our firing passion extinguish, the bacon out there will guide our way through the darkness. Oftentimes, I feel my life is at a bit of a crossroad where I’ve no idea which way to choose. Too often I fall into vague trance that too much setback has strangled the last ember of my hope. From time to time, everything seems to go wrong and I seem to be getting lost, not knowing what exactly my objective is and should be. Never has life been in such an unpredictable and uncertain situation. Nevertheless, I sort of know what I should do to get closer to whatever the goal is.

1, Paradox

Often have I been blaming this city filled with too much noise and distraction that easily takes away concentration from us in spite of painstaking effort to stay calm and engrossed exclusively. This city fascinates me in more ways than one that it is magnanimous, from past to present and to the future, to everyone coming and drifting from every corner of the world. Never will there be a moment of feeling sidelined by on the basis that you are different from others. In this city, nobody cares about difference, a possible factor to bring about discrimination and disparagement. It welcomes everyone, young and old, rich and young, black, white, yellow, gifted and less gifted, based on and only on their sole identity as a person and competition in this city culminates on a level playing field. There is something, appealing, delectable and distinct but beyond words, in this city that distinguishes itself from all and draws outsiders to come work for it. It is never possible to elaborate on the merits of this city, which I must confess even though I was never a fan of the incessant noise in a large city like Canton.

If there is anybody out there who doubts Guangzhou is a place where you are welcomed with an open arm; who wonders the ash of disparage and despise is on the wane or non-existent; who questions if it’s a place for career building, wonder creating and dream actualizing , my experience is your answer and should lay to rest your concerns that makes you, in my mind, over-reacted.

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This is an international city with high aims and ambitious goals. Seeing its development in a all-round way and a clearly outlined plan, not even broad-brush, that spells out its long-team mission, you’ll not be second-guessing this city is destined for greatness and any achievement will be just in the cards. Perhaps this destiny and its grandiose mission, Guangzhou has its own standard of practice, performance and evaluation. I know and understand this.

Rigor is not a point to be missed in terms of performing your duty. Being detail-oriented is yet another must. People in this city tend to believe that negative outcome might worsen up to a degree out of your control if omission of rigor is practiced. Each detail should be fixated on and any likely mistake should be caught.

In this city you got to experience, in real, how Darwin’s Evolution theory practices-it not the most gifted that survived, nor the most aggressive, but the most responsive-who learns to be rigorous, careful, detail-oriented while not losing sight of the big picture as a whole; who’s adaptable vehement competitions and rise up to challenges head-on. In this competitive city, you grow mature and sophisticated in a dramatic way.