Xiao Min's poem 1486 Do you still have the original truth?

Life, fortunately, is like this, there is no retreat. Whether they are active or passive, they step on a new day and watch it become a new body. So, when I walk, I have another hope. I hope that in those past days, those precious crystals will secretly grow into new seeds under the dust of the future, take root and sprout, leaving a beautiful scenery for people to enjoy the aftertaste!