This Is Life

Between lowering your head and raising your eyebrows, the water and mountains have grown for many days. The so-called forever, for a lifetime, is just the time for a flower to bloom; the so-called colorful, it is just an east wind.

The life that I once thought could not reach the end is just the distance from germination to yellowing of a grass. And on this unknown journey, we have to walk half ignorantly and half slowly comprehend.

Young and young, do not understand love, are not afraid of making mistakes, do not understand the vicissitudes of life, do not know the regret of wasting time. When drifting away, experiencing wind and frost, walking through the desert, feeling the desolation, and trekking through the night, I finally understand why some songs I have heard are so heartbreaking, how ridiculous things I have done, and how worthy people I meet are to treasure .

That's it, suddenly realized at a certain moment. Maybe it was when reading a poem, maybe it was standing in front of the window and watching a leaf fall, maybe it was when sitting alone... Suddenly, I felt a slight pain in my heart, soft and clear.

Thinking, looking back. I found out that my life was halfway through unknowingly, except for a sigh, it was too late and I couldn't catch it anymore.

The dimly lit place is bustling and quiet, black and white and silent, there is no time to look back, no one is waiting.

"Maybe we are immature|unknown|we are about to get old..." Li Zongsheng's song "Mountain" not only sang himself, but also sang how many people who have lived through the ups and downs of life.

It is priceless to know that righteousness is only after love. Only after being drunk can you know that the wine is strong. Only after parting can you know the sweetness of gathering. After being reckless, you will know the fearlessness of youth.

The passing years are like water, and the dead are like this.

Apart from continuing to catch up with the time of "Red cherry, green banana", don't let it throw people too far, what else can we do?

Yesterday was splendid, and it was also "Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, it was too hurried." In fact, the future is far away, but we cannot predict it.

Life is like this. You can only understand after experiencing it. Only after understanding can you understand sadness. Only after sadness can you know what must be let go and what must be cherished.

Life is like this, looking back in the past, growing in the aftertaste, and moving forward in the growth.

Whose life does not squander, live up to, and hide sorrows and joys along the way? Isn't it about smiling in tears and wiping away tears in laughter?

Whose life is not lonely, not frustrated, not stumbled all the way? Isn't it lost in the resurrection of mountains and rivers, and then suddenly rejoicing in the shadows of the willows?

Life is like this, baptized in ice and fire, cruising in clouds and water, confronting black and white, persevering in wind and rain, and smiling in the sun and rainbow.

Who can escape the fate of the strings? Who can survive life and death? The waves of love, hatred and hatred are not necessarily all misfortunes, and those who escape the dark catastrophe are not necessarily flukes.

Life, from this shore to the other shore, said that long is not long, short is not short, there is sweetness in bitterness, bitterness in sweetness, freedom and restraint, carefree and dangerous.

In life, you never see or not, meet each other and leave, go back and forth, and your heart has many knots. Who can say it clearly, who can understand it?

Life is like this, gaining, losing, coming, going, hurt, happy...

It doesn't matter whether the mind is heavy or empty, when you look up, you will always see the blue starry sky, and the freshness of spring grass can be heard in the air...

Life, that's it.