Die involuntarily, live like summer flowers

Death is sudden and life may come to an abrupt end. Is it a pity that we can't know how the dead face the sudden disappearance of their own life when they are on the verge of death? Hateful? Are you relieved? But we will feel sorry for them, we will be reluctant to give up, or we will be relieved and feel liberated.

Only the emotions of this world flow in this world.

A person's life, after death, is judged by the living people. There is joy, gratitude, and hatred. These are only valuable to the living people or the people of the future generations. After a little understanding of history, it is inevitable that they will not help the history. With doubts, in any case, things that are too far can only make us think about the value of introspection.

I rarely think about what death is, or the world after death, whether it is religion, conspiracy theories, or scientific explanations, we are always alive and have no answers. People love to say that you have to live worthy of the heavens and the earth, and if you do something wrong, you will go to eighteen levels of hell. After so many years, there is still no answer, no one has an answer, but they love to talk about this sentence.

From a certain day, I understood the true meaning of this sentence. When a living person says this sentence, he is trying to make others listen to him and follow the truth he agrees with. Good and evil, greed, everyone's understanding It's different from the scale, but those who use proverbs to admonish others are just trying to manipulate, using death as an excuse to manipulate living people.

We all have a life that we think is wonderful. We try to live a wonderful life, or try to explain our life in this way. Some people live like dead trees and describe it as summer flowers; I think I am a dead tree; some people live as summer flowers, and they confidently think that they are summer flowers. I understand other people's lives, and so do others.

I don't listen to people who don't make sense to me judging my life, and I live happily and comfortably every day. The sun is setting and the weather is sultry. I turn on the air conditioner and type with hot tea. I also hope that there will be a vast sky and fresh air, although I have a messy desk in front of me.

Some people ask the world is turbulent, what is a small self, my answer is now, the Internet, words, piece together one's own strength, a glass of water, a meal, to meet one's own needs, a good bed, a good rest, we have today , it will be written by us tomorrow.

Die involuntarily, survive, enjoy, be curious, be happy, and live like summer flowers.