Everyone experiences moments of sadness. Sometimes you will find that when you are down, it is always the same few people who listen to your grievances and share your sorrow. They might not be there when you are happy, but they always appear by your side the moment you are troubled. True friendship is a lifelong bond.
A busy day ends, and night falls. There are many words to say and many things to do, yet a sense of emptiness arises for no reason. Perhaps after completing a long-prepared task, the tension and anxiety suddenly vanish, leaving behind a strange sense of loss. Perhaps, this is simply the nature of life.
Ten years ago, I wore a white sweater knitted by my mother, experiencing the warmth of "A mother's thread, a traveler's garment"—a warmth that touched my soul. Ten years later, I have designer-made clothing, yet fashion feels like a passing cloud.
One must be self-reliant in life. A breeze can blow a piece of paper, but it cannot blow away a butterfly, for the strength of life lies in self-reliance. To be self-reliant is to walk your own path, taste the bitterness and sweetness of life, heal your own wounds, and seek your own happiness. A self-reliant person may not seek storms, but they will stand firm through them; they may not seek pain, but they will certainly overcome it. Self-reliance is not about rejecting help, but about actively striving for what is necessary while relying on one's own strength.
Time allows us to savor the charm of waiting, while space makes the beauty of longing more profound.
The mountains, rivers, and years come softly and depart swiftly.
Do not ask where I come from; my hometown lies in the distance. I travel through thousands of mountains and rivers, only to find the ultimate destination of life.
