人生如风，穿越四季的循环

原文英文

Fake tears hurt others, and fake smiles hurt oneself.

Life is like the wind, traveling through the cycles of four seasons, tasting the sweetness and bitterness of the past. Guarding a clear blue sky in one's heart, yearning for worldly connections; having witnessed the scenery around, marvelling at the fleeting years, I use words to speak, painting the colorful scroll of the mortal world.

Going with the flow is a form of liberation, a type of progress; it is the behavior of the wise and the excuse of the foolish. To go with the flow is not to follow, but to let things be naturally—without resentment, without haste, without excess, and without coercion. Life is like a mirror; if you smile at it, it smiles back at you! If one were to find a reason to live, I believe smiling is an essential one. Tears cannot bring back what is lost, so do not let your precious pearls fall easily.

The meaning of travel lies in encountering strangers in unfamiliar places, which makes one feel the urge to release one's true self.

The environment is created by the mind, and the mind is the master. When the mind is free from worldly desires, the space within becomes as vast as the sea and sky, boundless and eternal. With an open heart, like the sun in the vast sky, troubles find no place to hide.

Those who only chase fame and wealth without knowing how to enjoy life suffer the most exhaustion. Sadly, most people in this world occupy all their conscious moments with desires, leaving only a few moments to pursue the meaning of life.

Life is like a fresh layer of snow; walk every step with caution, for every footstep leaves a trace.

Through the ups and downs of the world, I have seen too many expressions: insincere smiles, knives hidden in laughter, forced smiles, or entertaining for others. These performances feel so disingenuous and distant, making it hard to approach or feel warmth. I wonder, behind these masks, is the heart weary?