The roaring autumn wind is lingering with withered branches and leaves, and the butterfly-like figure can't hide the sadness at the end of life. The dust settled. Even if the weather is still bright, the remains of the bustling summer are still scattered all over the floor, shocking, like a silent eulogy, but heartbreaking.
That time, I leaned against the window and inadvertently closed my eyes to see the desolation.
Heartstrings are slowly touched, and I can't help but sigh: Life is like summer flowers, and death is like autumn leaves. Everything is dazzling and gorgeous, but it is just a dream floating in the world, and it is a passing cloud. What kind of beauty and charm, what kind of absolute beauty, will eventually pass away.
I vaguely remember that a few days ago, the fallen leaves were still spreading freely in the branches, rendering a thick dark green, reflecting the bright sunshine and squandering endless youth. Looking at the yellow fall in front of me, I can't help but feel sad. Ye's life was publicized for three seasons, but he fell down and died helplessly; Human life, like fragile and shrinking leaves, is vulnerable to years. In an instant, youth has passed away, leaving only sadness. The end of life is normal.
Looking at the fallen leaves, meditation: the leaves have gone, but its contribution is indelible; Improve the air, decorate the earth ... there are vivid figures everywhere.
Sima Qian said: the meaning of life is different, either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. Flowers bloom for decades, not everyone can live forever, but we can do what we can and add a touch of warmth and light to the world with our hands. Even if life is really fleeting, there is no regret.
Life is short, and if it is short, it will kill you. Life is in a hurry, and birth, illness and death are just a moment. Watch the meteor across the sky and watch the epiphyllum bloom. At that moment, the rolling world of mortals will smile, even if the eyes are still full of tears. That time, I understood the meaning of life. The meaning of life, no matter how long, as long as you try your best not to leave a trace of regret, you will not waste a walk on earth. Even if youth is fleeting, life is fragile and life is fleeting, as long as you live your true self, life is meaningful.
That time, I understood the meaning of life.