How miserable were you at the bottom of your life? How did you finally get through it?

I think I have the most say in this question, because I came here at the bottom of my life, which lasted for 25 years. It was the most promising time of my youth, and the bumpy experience made it go down the drain. How bad was it then? It's a long story I don't want to talk about it. But I still came, with lofty faith, tenacious will and tenacious perseverance. And I learned a lot in the most difficult five years. I always say that five years of college is better than five years of torture. At that time, the first batch of molten iron in Jining area was extracted with my experimental ingredients, and it was the best quality; I concentrated semiconductor germanium; In the era of food shortage, I made a chemical analysis of the nutritional components of alternative foods, such as shredded grass. People can safely eat broken grass, and many people have been saved. It is my initiative to quickly determine the sulfur content in bituminous coal by two-step combustion in tube furnace. Can I say that I am not free? I have the freedom to create and the freedom to serve my country.

But in another "better" situation, I didn't have a chance to contribute. I firmly believe that this is not normal, and finally 25 years of ups and downs have passed; Then I had a company but I couldn't go back-I lost my job.

Fortunately, I was free, so I worked in a township cement factory for 18 years, and served as deputy director and laboratory director of several cement factories, doing quality management work. The cement produced is the best in the same cement plant, creating the best economic and social benefits for the enterprise. But missing someone is just a marriage for others.

So, I quit my job in the cement plant and finished the writing of Rubik's Cube-Forever Magic (published in Gu Sou). Com), and then completed the Goldbach conjecture proof, Goldbach conjecture proof point, mathematical program-micro mathematics and macro mathematics, on reduction to absurdity-living universal axioms and other mathematical papers (published in blog China).

In 2008, at the age of 74, I returned to my hometown alone, but I lived in a nursing home without a house. I wrote from the bottom of my heart that "the nursing home is my home". In the quiet environment of the nursing home, I finished the writing mentioned above. I am very happy and left many beautiful pictures.

But I don't meet the requirements of sharing a nursing home, and I can't live there anymore. Anyway, I want to thank the nursing home for giving me shelter for ten years, goodbye to the nursing home and goodbye to my home!

I'm homeless again. Where do I live?

The earth allows me and heaven protects me. Why worry? ?