Amidst the Recollection of Time, Amidst the Fluctuations of Life
Bitter and sweet, a single thought brings release. Even the sweetest life has its sorrows; time fills life with different feelings, whether bitter or sweet is a matter of personal experience; even the bitterest days have joy, time paints days with different colors, the richness and subtlety are all experiences. Cold and warm are known to oneself; a footprint contains a sense of understanding, and a smile fills with sorrow. As long as the heart doesn't sink, even the bitter will pass; as long as the road continues, you will always encounter happiness.
If you are thirsty, water is paradise; if you are tired, a bed is paradise; if you fail, success is paradise; if you suffer, happiness is paradise—in short, you will not have the other without any of them. Paradise is the ultimate of hell, and hell is the corridor of paradise.
In the moment of looking up at time, in the ups and downs of life, how much of the world can be as clear as clear water dripping on stone; and how many stories can be written with perfect endings; life has ships to dock and beaches to be stranded on, winding roads and mountains of highs and lows; the most beautiful memory comes from the twists and turns between blooming flowers on the roadside, a fleeting glance. A fleeting glance of a thousand miles, a glance of the sun and moon, across the vast expanse.
There will always be something missing in life; whatever you want, you will lose something; the important thing is that you know what you really want. A person who wants to pursue two rabbits at once will inevitably end up with nothing. Life is not perfect, don't expect everything to satisfy you. You must be willing to take responsibility for your own life; if you're wrong, you're wrong; 'it's okay to admit mistakes and correct them', don't use one mistake to cover up another!
