In youth, one delights in discovering the new; in old age, one mourns for old friends.
I know clearly that behind every reunion lies the hidden hint of departure. It is uncertain where the waves of farewell at the ferry will finally settle. In the end, I am merely the person holding an umbrella for the parting, as time, unnoticed, has paved the way for others' youth. I am left to reminisce alone through the twists and turns of time, until memories grow old, years drift by, and the dust of the past blurs.
To choose the right path among thousands, one should act according to their talents and interests. Determine your goals based on your environment, circumstances, and innate qualities.
In life, one must balance the long-term and the immediate: look far for direction, and focus on the practical for the present. Few can truly grasp the essence of time; most leave things unfinished, which is a pity. I once lamented this, trying to trade time for future gains, forgetting that there are no shortcuts: without prior labor, there can be no future harvest. Just as farmers must plant in spring to reap in autumn, if one seeks the result without the effort, the only one left disappointed is oneself.
Others may wound your heart, but they can never destroy you. As long as life goes on, there is always the possibility of a glorious future. Seize the present, and miracles will happen tomorrow.
Behind every exceptional person lies arduous effort. Treat everything you do with heart. Talk less and do more; strive for your goals and stay grounded. With more effort, more perseverance, and more persistence, you will eventually create your own miracles.