Just like a cicada stuck in a bottle, it is always stuck in a bottle when it wants to jump out, and no matter how hard it is, it will not help. There is a feeling of suffocation. I can't get up and down, and there seem to be countless heads in a trance, all craning their necks to call for help.

How I wish someone would give me a hand outside the bottle, or give me the pull of a rope, and then I will try my best to climb out of the bottle and breathe fresh air. Who will be my savior? Who can show me the way?

He who tied the bell must untie the bell. It is better to rely on yourself than on others.

There are only two solutions, just like cicadas. One is to jump down and sink into a comfortable and hopeless bottle again. It is effortless, but it is impossible for me. The second is to practice hard, keep climbing and lose weight. Look for all useful resources, seize every opportunity, strengthen physical strength and save physical strength, in order to lose weight and successfully rush out of the bayonet.

I choose the second option, which will give me a chance to survive in the cracks. Although the road is crowded and it is hard to breathe, it flies out. After a gorgeous turn, you will find another beautiful world. It's better to bite the bullet and struggle out than to starve to death in a bottle.

I know why I am stuck in a bottle-that is, the previous accumulation has been exhausted and the source of output is about to dry up.

"Ask where the canal is as clear as water, only the source of living water comes." So now I must calm down, read more poetry books, do more excerpts and practice hard. This is the fundamental way to solve the bottleneck problem.

Dear friends, do you feel the same way after reading this article? If you get out of the bottleneck, if you are lucky enough to be seen by a writer, if you can give me some opinions, I will be very grateful!