Every banquet must eventually end; death is the ultimate destination of life. The moment we close our eyes in eternal sleep is like the conclusion of a grand masquerade ball. The people we met and the stories we shared will eventually fade away with the drifting soul.
Like rivers flowing into the sea and leaves returning to their roots, we are but a single leaf or a single drop in the vastness of life. Amidst the grand scale of the universe, we appear so humble and tiny, yet the growth of every drop and leaf composes the continuous evolution of the cosmos.
Bees and butterflies dance on the shore, and fish play in the water, yet a single falling petal floats lonely in the stream, destined for an unknown destination—much like our covenant, has the deep affection of the flowers already turned to nothing?
I bow in solemnity, holding a funeral for this relationship that is best left as a stranger's memory. I bury our stories—for you, for me, and for our shared past—to say goodbye to all that we once were.
A lack of self-confidence is often a primary cause of a weak character and professional failure. The most essential quality of a successful person is self-confidence. To escape the tribulations of life, one must either be a god or a corpse. By contemplating the misfortunes of others, one can face life with equanimity.
Conscience is a mirror. It reflects our inner self and shows the projections of others and the external world upon our souls. When this mirror is clear, the heart remains bright. Regrettably, some mirrors are covered in dust, making everything appear blurred or even dirty; some are broken, showing only fragmented images; and some have been discarded entirely, leaving one oblivious to right and wrong, blinded only by fame and wealth.
Human life is finite, but what remains after death is infinite.
To think too little may cause one to lose human dignity; to think too much may cause one to lose the joy of living.
Destiny is not luck but choice; destiny is not just thought, but more importantly, action; destiny is not a noun, but a verb; destiny is not surrender, but mastery.
