A good story

Today I saw a very good story. I don't know who wrote it. The following is an excerpt:

There is a brother who lives on the 80 th floor. One day they went home on a trip and found the building had a power outage! Although they carry large bags of luggage, there seems to be no other choice, so my brother said to his brother, we will climb the stairs! As a result, they carry two bags of luggage and began to climb the stairs. When they climbed to the 20th floor, they began to get tired. His brother said, "The bag is too heavy. Let's put it here. Wait for the call and take it in the elevator ." As a result, they put their luggage on the 20th floor, which was much easier and continued to climb.

They climbed up with a smile, but it was not a long time. When they got to the 40th floor, they were really tired. After half of the story, the two began to complain about each other and accused the other party of not paying attention to the announcement of the power outage of the building. They climbed to the 60 th floor. On the 60th floor, they were so tired that they had no strength to quarrel. The younger brother said to his brother, "Let's stop quarreling. Climb it ." So they continued to climb the building silently and finally reached the 80 th floor! The brothers came to the door excitedly and found that their keys had been left in the bag on the 20th floor.

Some people say that this story is actually a reflection of our life: Before we were 20 years old, we lived under the expectations of our family and teachers, carrying a lot of pressure and burdens, you are not mature enough and have insufficient capabilities. After the age of 20, I left everyone's pressure, unloaded my burden, and began to pursue my dream with all my efforts. It was so pleasant for 20 years. However, at the age of 40, I found that my youth was dead and I had a lot of regrets and regrets. So I began to regret this, regret it, complain about it, and hate it, in this way, I spent 20 years in complaints. At the age of 60, I found that there were not many people left in my life, so I told myself not to complain, so I should cherish the rest of the day! As a result, I spent more than one year silently. At the end of our life, we thought that we had nothing to do. It turned out that all our dreams had stayed in the age of 20.

A good story