It is very late now, although it was not too late for me at this time before. I know I shouldn't stay so late. When a person gets old, he knows more about life. I think I know. I've never felt like time flies so fast. I have always believed that the future will be beautiful. But I already know-this is uncertain. I began to understand what life is. Life is limited. I can say that I am not afraid of death, because I know it is a part of nature. Once I was chatting with my friend, I said I could accept death, everyone's death, including myself. I know that everyone who exists in this world will disappear one day. This is our destiny. How to face it? Cry or laugh? Looking at the flowers on the trees outside the window, I still remember the flowers that fell last year. Did they cry? I didn't ask them, so I don't have the answer to this question. Last autumn, I saw yellow leaves flying in the air, and I didn't ask them if they were sad. I just saw them flashing in the sun, like excellent dancers with good rhythm. ...
Spring, before last year, I never had a strong feeling about spring. Some people say that spring should be a happy season. But I never felt it. I always like autumn because I think autumn is a romantic season. I like summer when I was very young, because I like skirts with lace. Now, I still like autumn and summer, but I like spring and winter. I didn't like the colors of flowers before. I thought they were frivolous and superficial. I think only the blue ocean is deep, and the golden autumn is elegant. However, now I have a different idea. I think spring is great. I like flowers in the fields and on the mountains. I feel the vitality of life from them.