Life Is A Kind of Attitude

Recently, I often hear some of the students on campus complain that life is dull and meaningless, because each day they find themselves trapped in repeated work with the same tempo. There is no drive, no passion and no change in their life. It sounds so true and natural. Normally, as a student, our task is to study. If it is true that we had fresh feelings at the beginning of the years when we entered the university, our enthusiasm and curiosity are inevitably worn out after several years of mechanical study. So increased complaints would emerge.
We may complain simply because we are dissatisfied with reality as it is far different from what we are pursuing, or because the study itself fails to bring us the desired pride and satisfaction, or because people around could not offer us solicitude and warmness we are longing for. Please do not let this disgruntled mood run rampart no matter what makes us depressed and displeased. Otherwise, it can only drag us farther from our ideals, weaken our activities on campus and alienate those around us. None of us would like to see such an outcome. Life is actually very simple and what is complex is our attitude.
I have always cherished a saying, "We must believe what we have now, in favorable or adverse circumstances, is the best arrangement for us." As it is the best, why shouldn't we treasure it? Maybe our study is simple, mechanical, dull, tedious, even unbearable, but please look around and we will find some of the others are studying with enthusiasm and enjoying it. When we focus all our attention on our study just like others and try to perfect it, we will once again be full of ardor. Our understanding and creativity will be resuscitated, and we will be able to savor the happiness in our study, which is sure to bring us the expected pride and satisfaction.
This is also true of daily life. You must know that everything in your daily life is yours, but the key is how you treat it, and manipulate it. Each of us has such experiences: When we are in high mood, even a crow's croak is sweet, but when in trouble, we will find the song of a lark cacophonous. I always remember a story about Repin, a famous Russian painter. One day he took a walk with his friend after a snow. His friend noticed a dirty spot by the road, obviously caused by a dog's urine, so he kicked some snow and mud over it. This made Repin very angry because he said he had always come to enjoy that little piece of beautiful amber color those days. In our life, when we are complaining about displeasure or dissatisfaction, we might as well think of the mark left by a dog's urination. Whether it was a "dirty spot", or a "piece of beautiful amber color", depends on our attitude.
Life favors everybody. We pursue love, and although we fail, we may become poets. We pursue enterprise, and although we fail, we have gained experience from it or may become men of mark by chance. We pursue ideal, and although we fail, we may have more important findings in scientific field. Everything has byproducts of itself. The key point is our attitude toward the result.
This is true of study, but isn't this also true of the life road we take?