Fortune-telling exam is at hand _ Fortune-telling exam

When did you finally realize that this is life?

Once an old man told me that I had no official luck, and I didn't believe it. I took the civil service exam, but I took it four times. It was a coincidence that my grandfather cared too much about me.

For the first time, I have two positions to choose from. I held back my excitement and prepared to wait until the last day to see the number of people before applying for the exam.

In the last three hours of the last day, there were 126 people in post A and 182 people in post B. Of course, I chose post A. ..

After reviewing for two months, I am full of confidence and feel sure to pass the exam.

The score came out, 7 1, 69 points, and the total score was 140, which was neither high nor low, but it ranked fourth and did not enter the interview.

I regret that when the interview list was published this time, the highest score of the original post B was only 138, which means that if I applied for the post B, I would be the first.

I can only blame my first failure on bad luck.

The second time I applied for the national examination, there was only one position in our local area, and 276 people signed up, which is not a small number. Although there is no chance, I still want to take a chance.

After several months of review, the day of the exam finally came.

I got up at six because I was far from the exam, but it rained heavily that day.

I went out with the admission ticket and exam materials, and prepared to take a taxi to the examination room, but I didn't wait for the bus for half an hour.

In desperation, I had to call a friend nearby and ask him to pick me up. It took him 15 minutes to get to me. It's already half past seven. There is still one hour before entering the examination room and one and a half hours before the examination time. It only takes me 40 minutes to get there, which should be enough.

On rainy days, we were stuck on the viaduct, so we couldn't get on or get off, so we had to wait. I comforted myself for an hour and a half. It doesn't matter.

But when I entered the examination room, it was already ten minutes late. The examination time had already started, and everyone answered about 20 questions.

Finally, 10 multiple-choice questions were left for data analysis.

After the test results came out, the first place was 143, the second place was 142.9, the third place was 142.7, and I was 142.6. In other words, if I hadn't been late at that time, I would have won the first place by randomly answering 10 multiple-choice questions.

I can only blame the bad weather for my second failure.

Take the provincial examination for the third time. This time, on the basis of the previous two experiences, I applied for a remote place with only 132 people.

Because I was late last rainy day, I stayed in a hotel near the school the day before the exam.

I am really full of confidence in this exam, because there are few people and I live nearby, excluding objective reasons.

I finally entered the interview this time. I'm second, 0.5 points behind the first.

I am confident of entering the interview. The distance of 0.5 points is not very big. As long as I prepare carefully, I can totally surpass her.

In the interview examination room, I was dressed in a formal suit and full of confidence, but while waiting, I suddenly had a stomachache.

After raising my hand to indicate that I was going to the bathroom, a teacher followed me to the bathroom. I don't know if it's because of breakfast or I'm too nervous. I went to the bathroom three times an hour.

When it was my turn to interview, I obviously felt weak, so I won the first place in the interview, but the total score was 0. 1, and I lost the election.

The third failure can only be blamed on the poor quality of breakfast.

The fourth exam, I don't know if it is because that position is not popular, and the number of applicants is only 98. At that time, I looked at the number and thought, this should be my chance.

In view of the previous failure, I first booked a hotel next to the examination room and also booked breakfast at the hotel.

On the morning of the exam, I finished breakfast and read in my room for a while, because if I went too early, I would have to wait anyway.

At half past eight, I got off the elevator from my room. Suddenly, the light in the elevator flashed, and the elevator shook and stopped.

We rang the phone, and the hotel staff said to wait for the maintenance man to repair it.

Time passed, and we waited nervously, but it was 55 minutes before the elevator started. I hurried to the examination room, but I was late and was not allowed in.

I blamed this failure on my carelessness and should take the stairs.

Four exams, three years, and I don't have much energy to take them.

One day, my boyfriend told me excitedly that he was admitted to the civil service in their hometown and we were going to move back and get married.

At this moment, I realized that this is fate. If I pass the exam, my boyfriend and I (now my husband) should break up. It turns out that no matter how I prepared several times before, there were always mistakes, just for this ending.

Fate will always give you the best arrangement, but only if we work hard.

When I took the civil service exam in a first-tier city, my written interview score was quite high. The process is endless, and I can't help but calculate my life.

Master said that I have no official career and no life as a civil servant in my life.

I'm so angry that you still say I can't do it when the written interview is so high.

Is it difficult to pass the physical examination?

I have gone to a tertiary hospital for a physical examination myself before, and there is no problem.

I'll directly ask the master to refund my money. The master was also very frank and returned a lot.

Then I was really stuck in the physical examination.

Hashimoto's thyroiditis, a hereditary disease without any symptoms, was not even written down when you went to check the physical examination standards of civil servants, but was only in the supplementary rules.

It's been a long time now, and I'm still at the stage where the antibody of tpoab is slightly higher and other hormones are normal. Every time I go to the hospital, the doctor shakes his head. Your bridge is not typical. A single tpoab is higher. Go home.

You're not sick. You don't need treatment.

Who said you were Hashimoto? You're not. Doesn't affect living to 99.

Get up early and go to bed early, be in a good mood and eat less seafood.

Then I switched to finance.

Because the master said I would make a lot of money in the future, but it's not from salary, it's all speculation. I really made some money by buying funds blindly after changing my major.

Besides, I don't like literature at all I prefer more logical subjects. This is something I have always regretted.

I don't know if it's true or not. Come back after ten years, hoping to be a rich woman.

A client's grandmother's life: beautiful, well-educated, working as a teacher in a school in a first-tier city, married a small leader of the Cultural Bureau, and gave birth to a powder sculpture daughter.

This is the part that everyone admires.

Three years later, my son was born and the world collapsed.

My son is a psychopath.

She devoted all her efforts to her poor son and carried him step by step to the abyss of fate.

The second blow came from her man, who went whoring.

The son grew up with his violence. Even his parents beat him when he lost his temper, and he even chased his parents with a kitchen knife.

Daughter looks more and more like her, beautiful, and excellent grades, admitted to the system.

Later, she got married, had children and made up with her family. She takes care of her son and granddaughter.

Life seemed calm, and her man left at 60+.

She knew that her husband had someone outside, but she didn't expect her husband to give her 60w savings to his lover before he left.

The third blow came from my daughter, and I found a brain tumor. Time is running out.

She takes care of her daughter Lacrimosa every day.

The fourth blow comes from customers, who are depressed at home.

The fifth blow came from herself. An 80-year-old always comes to me, and she dare not and can't leave.

I feel terrible. If the customer hadn't said this was her grandmother, I would have thought it was a story made up.

This is destiny. You never know what will happen next. The uncontrollable feeling is terrible, and you can probably understand the mentality of those who have gained great fame or wealth.

My old mother died at 8 1. Six months before her death, when she was in poor health, her brothers and sisters took turns to take care of her. As soon as my sister came home from taking care of her, she said to me, "Where did your sister go? Get her back. When I die, you three brothers and sisters will not be in front of me. "

"My sister is married far away, but my brother and I are by your side. If anything happens, my brother and I will be there. Don't worry." While comforting my old mother, I talked to my brother as usual, and my brother didn't take it seriously.

During the Spring Festival, young people who go out to work also go home. Grandchildren and granddaughters are all around her. The old mother is very happy. She said she was tired, so she kept holding the child's hand and refused to lie down.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, the children left and we were very tired. Although the old mother has not eaten a good meal for several days and has no symptoms during the day, she still sits up straight. In the evening, my brother and I settled my old mother down and stayed until midnight. I felt that she was breathing evenly and sleeping soundly, so I told my father and my nanny and went home separately. Who would have thought that at three o'clock in the middle of the night, the phone rang and the old mother had died in her sleep.

Others say that the old mother's good practice is good luck. However, our brother and sister were very regretful, beating their chests and feet and crying softly beside their old mother. I thought about how my old mother could predict the Oracle. Maybe this is fate.

My father is over 90 years old, but he is still in good health. However, we have learned a profound lesson and dare not neglect anything. If we feel a little uncomfortable, we will be more nervous.

But the old father said, "Nothing, nothing, even if something happens, I will be quick." One afternoon, the old father who got up from lunch break accidentally fell down while strolling in his sister's living room. Now his legs can't move, but he said it didn't hurt. My old father may be too old to eat pain, but he will shout when he feels a little uncomfortable. Now I can't move, but he doesn't hurt, but we dare not care. Let's call an ambulance and take it to the hospital for examination. It's a femoral intertrochanteric fracture, poor old father.

The doctor said we could operate, but we dare not make a decision. After all, we are 92 years old. It's not hard to see my old father at all. But there is a phenomenon that I talk nonsense, scratch unconsciously, move my hand and insist on going home. It is my hometown.

I want to drink water, but I can't swallow it. The food I fed into my mouth fell from my left cheek to my right cheek. We went back to our hometown overnight. The next morning, when my old father finally settled us down and prepared to pour the food, he closed his eyes peacefully and died in the cry of our brother and sister, which also fulfilled what he heard and did not suffer from a day's illness.

Parents are kind-hearted, open-minded and helpful. They died at the age of 80 or 90, but there was no illness. I would like to believe that their good deeds are their destiny. May parents be in the spirit of heaven!

I have two classmates, a man and a woman. When these two students were in college, the woman chased the man and the man hesitated to disagree.

After they graduated from college, it's time to talk about marriage. Others introduced many objects to male students, and none of them liked them. One day, the male students went on a blind date again. When I entered the door, I saw a female classmate who chased him in college.

Male students didn't expect to turn around and look back. It seems that this kiss is not working. Perhaps this is fate, but also the marriage of two people. At the class reunion, I watched the happy lives of these two people, and their stories were told.

This is what people often say that there will be times in life, and there is no need to force it in life. Yours is yours after all, not yours. You can't keep it if you rob it. Maybe this is life.

One more thing. A few decades ago, the child of a family in the village was ill, and the family had no money to treat the child. The child's father was worried and walked on the road. Seeing some money dropped by the roadside, he looked at the people in front, but didn't see it.

The father of the child used the money to treat the child. He often mentioned this matter and said that the child's life should not be lost. As long as he is kind, there will always be good people to help him. Strange as it sounds, maybe this is fate.

There are some things that you really can't believe. It seems that there is an invisible hand balancing you. You can make up for what's missing. Too much can keep you alive

Have you ever talked about, experienced or heard of such a thing? What is missing is worrying, but what is coming can make up for it.

I have a cousin who has been working in Guangdong since he graduated from junior high school. Because of my poor family, I haven't found anyone in my thirties. Later, I hung out with a migrant girl in Gansu, and after living together without a marriage certificate, I gave birth to a son. After the cousin gave birth to her son, she sent her mother and son back to their hometown and continued to work in Guangdong to earn money to support her family.

Gansu women returning to their hometown can't adapt to local living habits and can't stand poverty and loneliness. When their child was two years old, they left home and didn't know where to go. My cousin had to leave the child to the care of her elderly mother, and she was still working outside.

One day, my cousin passed by the door of a hospital and saw many fortune tellers setting up stalls for fortune telling. Thinking of his ill-fated, he couldn't help saving his life. The fortune teller is outspoken, saying that my cousin has a bad fate and may be lonely all his life. My cousin refused to accept it on the spot and called Mr. Ba nonsense. Although he has no wife, he has a lively son. Then Mr. Bazi asked for the child's birthday, calculated the child's life, and said that the child is a person who is afraid of water and should pay attention to staying away from places with water. Hearing this, my cousin felt anxious. Because there is a river in front of my hometown, the river keeps flowing all year round. In addition, it is difficult for mothers to take care of the elderly and it is difficult for children to take care of them. Not afraid of 10 thousand, just in case. So my cousin sent the child to my sister's house and gave her a little child's living expenses every month in the mountainous area. After such placement, I want to be safe and worry-free, and work outside to earn money.

A year later, my cousin suddenly received bad news: my son drowned. My sister didn't dare to call me, but that's my brother-in-law. My brother-in-law gave a detailed account of the accident on the phone.

It turned out that on the day of the accident, my brother-in-law and my sister were going to plant corn in the field and gave the children to my sister's mother-in-law. Because my mother-in-law didn't bring her grandson, she didn't care much. As a result, the child plunged into the bucket while playing with water. The child struggled, but the more he struggled, the tighter he squeezed himself with the handle of the bucket, and he couldn't get it off. When his mother-in-law found out, he had suffocated to death.

My cousin is very ill. After I recovered from my illness, I didn't blame my sister, only my own bad fate. I walked around, but I didn't escape fate.

Three years ago, I was with my cousin and accidentally mentioned his son's drowning. Cousin was negative and sad, hiding his face and crying. I advised him that it might be a coincidence. Do you want the so-called fate to control you and lead you by the nose? Look forward to everything and move forward in life. Cousin retorted: there is no such coincidence in the world. I can't do it without resigning.

All the suggestions can't compare with the precise blow of fate! Let him go, let him believe in fate and destiny. So he has a reason to comfort himself, anesthetize himself and drag out an ignoble existence.

My cousin is over 40 years old now, and he is still alone, muddling along. If this continues, it will not be far from a lonely life.

When I stood in front of the splashing tin bath, I remembered the afternoon when hydrogen exploded as a child. I was about seven or eight years old when I was a child. I found a hydrogen balloon (the kind that children play with) underground, hanging on the branches of the road. Maybe there isn't much air in it. Very interesting. Everything at that time was really toys. I took it home, filled it with air, and then I tried to plug the balloon. I went to the kitchen to get a lighter to light it, and I began to hear hissing. I don't know what happened, but after a while I started to burn again and hissed again. I felt something was wrong, so I immediately threw away the balloon. Just then, the balloon exploded. It was a loud noise, sharp and harsh, which shocked my ears even more than the small steel cannon released in the New Year. My mother heard the kitchen ring in the living room, thinking that the gas tank had exploded, so she quickly came to see it. The neighbor just walked behind the house and got a fright. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Now that I think about it, I'm dying. Fortunately, I threw it in time.

When I was a child, I liked to feel for something. Later, I majored in chemistry at the university. Because it is a petroleum university, the graduation project is oil refining. In the heavy oil laboratory, heavy oil is put into a reaction kettle and heated in a tin bath with the temperature exceeding 400 degrees (using molten tin as the heating medium). Senior special instructions, the reactor must be dry before it can be put into the bath pot, and there can be no water. I am more careful. I'm fine every time.

One Saturday afternoon, I was alone in the laboratory. I wiped it twice before putting it into the reactor and felt very dry. I had a hunch when I put it on. I looked at eight baths, four inside and four outside. Although it is not very convenient, I still put it in the innermost one. Just then, with a bang, 450 molten tin water splashed out and sprinkled on the heater, still flowing like mercury. I didn't spray it on my body because I put it in it.

When I stood in front of the splashing tin bath, I remembered the afternoon when hydrogen exploded as a child.

Everything is life, and people can do anything. This sentence is the most appropriate for Hu in a small town.

When Hu was in junior high school, a visiting fortune teller once passed by Hu and told a passerby that the child was ill-fated when he grew up, and eventually he was helpless and lonely. The passer-by is actually an old relative of Hu. At that time, Hu's parents were healthy and he had a younger brother. If fortune telling is nonsense, Hu's relatives believe it.

When Hu was twenty years old, his parents came back from the city with tractors. It was dark that night and he couldn't see his fingers. When Hu's parents' tractor passed a mountain road they usually walked, the tractor overturned and turned from the top of the mountain to the foot of a steep mountain. Both of them were killed.

In the summer of the third year, Hu's younger brother went to the reservoir behind the village to take a bath and was drowned. From then on, Hu was the only one left in the family.

Later, Hu and his fellow villagers went to work in Zhejiang. In the early years, Hu followed the rules, worked step by step in the factory to earn money, and fell in love with a girl from Yunnan in the factory.

After work, Hu played cards and gambled with a group of friends from beginning to end. Hu's girlfriend advised him to stop gambling, but Hu was addicted to it, lost control and gambled more and more. Not only did he lose all his salary and savings, but he also owed a lot of debts. Finally, the girl broke up with him.

Seeing that he was unable to pay his debts, Hu ran away. Hu, who has no financial resources, thinks about gambling all day, trying to make big money and get ahead. However, Hu got deeper and deeper, owing money to his colleagues and many relatives. Every year, I dare not go back. I was lying in a rented house in other places, playing dead, watching others set off firecrackers on New Year's Eve.

Hu idles away his time and lives without food. He is forty years old. Hu, without a diploma and skills, makes a living by doing odd jobs.

Broken cans and broken falls, this is the status quo of Hu Laoer. The fields in my hometown were confiscated by the village for many years and distributed to others. Three brick houses were in disrepair for a long time and finally collapsed into ruins.

Is Hu Er's life made by himself or destiny takes a hand? Different people have different opinions. If Hu's parents were still alive, if his younger brother hadn't had that car accident, perhaps Hu, like most people, would have married and had children and worked outside to earn money to support his family. Although he won't be successful in my official career, he won't be lonely in his late fifties.

At the moment when my mother died, I began to believe that there is life and death, and wealth is in the sky.

My mother is younger than my father 12 years old. Although she experienced hardships all her life, she also spent it in her husband's love and filial piety.

Dad is 95 years old and has been in poor health since summer. It is difficult to walk, eat and go to the toilet. Even a strong man like dad goes to the hospital again and again. When I left the hospital, I felt uncomfortable here and there. When I was in the hospital, it was worse than when I was just in the hospital. After several twists and turns, my father asked himself not to be hospitalized again and resolutely went home.

When I got home, my father said that I could hear a lot of people talking when I slept in the hospital every day. Don't turn off the lights at night, saying you are afraid. We looked at each other, knowing that Dad's hearing was poor, and he couldn't hear anyone talking loudly at ordinary times. Now when he sleeps at night, he can hear someone talking outside, but we can't hear anything. We have all heard that when people are dying, their dead relatives will come to meet them together, and they will hear their voices ... If we are afraid, we will listen to other people's suggestions and find "experts" to solve them.

The "master" said that Dad's problem was not big and could be solved, so that his family could report an instant photo of his mother. At this time, my mother had some symptoms of Alzheimer's disease, so she sat on the sofa and just took a photo and sent it. As a result, the "master" said that your mother was in a bad state and would walk in front of your father.

None of us care, because mom is just a little confused and has no serious health problems. How can something happen? This must be a terrible photo. Mom's dull eyes are misleading.

In this way, our focus is still on the sick father. Later, my father went to bed at night and could no longer hear strange sounds. My mother died of a heart attack two months later.

At this time, we regret not studying the words of "superior people" and regretting not putting more energy into our mother. The only consolation is that my mother left without pain.

Mom always said that when I get old, I won't bother others. Mom really left us like this, peacefully and generously. At that moment, I really felt that this was fate.

Donggang city is close to the Yellow Sea, so many rich people are engaged in offshore fishing, aquaculture, seafood processing and other industries.

A distant cousin of mine has a machining factory and two yards for rent. In the early 1990s, his assets exceeded10 million, and he was a real multimillionaire. However, he has always felt that engaging in seafood-related industries is faster and more exciting, so he has been eager to try.

But my sister-in-law strongly disagreed, because she found n fortune tellers who said that he had no money and invested in aquatic products to accompany him to the end. Earned 8 thousand on land, lost 10 thousand when thrown into the sea

My cousin doesn't believe in evil. 1998, he invested 3 million yuan to breed prawns. Looking at the pond full of autumn prawns, he was full of confidence: this 300 investment earned at least a slap! However, joy begets sorrow. Only a few days later, a disease made him clear only more than 2,000 kilograms of prawns, sold tens of thousands of dollars, and lost all his money!

In 2005, after several years of accumulation, despite his wife's dissuasion, he took out 5 million yuan and borrowed 5 million yuan to invest in clam breeding. Because Meretrix meretrix is basically disease-free, although the income cycle is slightly longer, the breeding risk is low. As a result, when he was preparing for fishing and production in 2007, the breeding beach he rented suffered from red tide and lost all his money!

20 18, I forgot the pain after healing the scar for more than ten years, and my heart itched again with10.2 billion living money in my hand. This time, his wife threatened to die and he had to compromise. The way to compromise is not to do it alone, but to find a lucky and good-natured friend to work together. Although my wife is so reluctant, it can only be like this. The friend he is looking for is a senior aquaculture practitioner. I have been in business for more than 30 years and have basically maintained a stable profit. I am planning to invest in cultivating sea cucumbers, but I lack funds. My cousin came to me, just like his own heart, and the cooperation hit it off! Cousin contributed 25 million yuan, accounting for 35% of the shares, and only participated in the management. Results 20 18 suffered from continuous high temperature, and the shallow water temperature in the sea cucumber pond was high, so the sea cucumber melted. ...

Three years have passed and my cousin has not recovered. What bothers him is that if he doesn't take the initiative to find the door, his friends can't invest in sea cucumber breeding, and this business can't be done, and he can't lose money! In the words of my cousin's wife, it's all fate!