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When we received the invitation of life and came to this world with light steps, we began this dream journey, from the laughter of childhood to the silence of adulthood, from disappointment and hope to rebirth, from thinking and impetuousness to precipitation, from enthusiasm to sophistication, and finally across the indifferent river to the warm shore, enjoying the drifting duckweeds and petals in the sun, still yearning for a beautiful heart. The morning light of life is warm against the dew. So, sitting in the rocking chair of life, listening to this intoxicating song "The Hope of Life is Never Lost", immersed in this flowing music, is no longer the troubles and worries that follow, quietly listening to the faint heart music, sitting in the distance like a beautiful mountain, looking at the silky smoke.

Life thrives on the desire for hope. Ordinary people paint their lives with light colors and have no lofty ideals. They just want people around them to spend the long river of years happily, but sometimes life makes people feel a little overwhelmed, tasting the hardships of the world and admiring those who are heartbroken and stepping on thorns all the way. It seems that they are not afraid of when this journey will end, and sometimes they even forget who they are, or even who gave you life, forgetting happiness or sadness. But life is only once for people. Even if you can really be desperate for your original intention, how can you give up too many responsibilities and obligations? As a result, we bear all kinds of cruelty brought by life, and it seems that we dare not leave so early.

Fortunately, we can also call back that innocent childlike innocence, with beautiful youth and white soul, to wait and watch the new baptism. When the sun rises again, the life that lurks all night begins to breed the seeds of hope again. At the moment when the cool breeze blows, the miracle seems to be hidden not too far away. So, in the smile of hope, we find those pure original intentions and re-weave the basket of hope with wisdom and patience. Finally, at the dawn, looking at the darkening night and the rising sun, Xia Hong sprinkled gold, and the earth melted from the sleepiness at night, and began to enjoy the soft morning light and enjoy the blooming of life quietly.

As always, there are joys and sorrows in the world. People always get hurt when they meet, leave and leave. They are always dull when they think of people who care about them. Those mottled memories linger. In an instant, their hearts were pricked with needles. However, flowers will inevitably fall. When the faint clouds are fascinated by every breeze, have you ever thought about where your next stop will be? Therefore, every time I think of the green leaves in the morning, I still look forward to the golden dew full of morning glow and the dove with wings. We no longer believe in those powerless confessions, but only repair our broken hearts in calm days and nourish our fragile but tenacious life with time.

Time, an ancient wise man, scooped a ladle of water in the Milky Way, washed the moonlight like silver, and the stars in the sky began to think. People who walk on the bridge of the soul no longer need to distinguish between true and false, good and evil in life, but also downplay their own cherish and contempt, just enjoying the gentle starry sky and the Shan Ye shining in the holy moonlight.

Night teaches life to think. In the ordinary journey, we are not qualified to evaluate how many literati and martyrs are heroes or bitter, but we can all be relieved to see those who have left this world around us. Even if there are no tears in the farewell process, we can't live without memories. People who are immersed in memories are always in tears. But tears don't mean weakness, but memories and reminiscences of the past.

I have heard many people discuss what they want to do most in the last few days of their lives, lyrical, heroic, sad and euphemistic. What's the point? What we can master is to live well and let those who love us and those we love see a healthy, energetic and happy self.

Everyone in this life is destined to experience the ups and downs of the world, emotional joys and sorrows, until they leave. I have always believed that every life is unrepeatable. No matter how noble or humble, those who have the courage to persist are real warriors. They should choose a happy life, let people around them feel your happiness, and let people who still love you get a comforting smile. It is the value of existence to infect friends and relatives with happiness.

Let the hope of life no longer be lost. You see, look at the beautiful mountains, warm sunshine, warm smile, dusk thinking, these are the painter's scenery; Listen, listen to the sound of the wind, listen to the laughter of children, listen to the story of the night, listen to the whisper of the earth, are all musicians' songs.

Come on, close your eyes and hum with me: "Let the hope of life not be lost, just like seeing you shining with the stars in the blue sky, even if it is not the brightest one in my heart ..."