The rain has stopped, and the dream has vanished. I will forget the pain of the rain; my smile remains bright under the sunshine. Even if it rains again, my dream remains. I will wait earnestly in every storm, waiting for the umbrella of love that supports me in the rain and in my heart, for my clear sky amidst the downpour.
Life is indeed brief, and time is truly ruthless! It is so short that we often forget to cherish, forget to pursue, and forget to savor moments slowly. Only when time becomes the past do we feel heartache, realize loss, and understand its indifference.
For the path we have chosen for ourselves, there is only one direction: to move forward. Everything else is an illusion.
Many people are like this: they remember only hatred and forget only the favors received.
Life or death is the only difference, but if you choose wrong, it is beyond redemption.
The joy gained from being freed from something is far greater than the joy derived from acquiring something. By this logic, death should be happier than birth, and divorce should be happier than marriage.
People always try to be something else, busy doing this and that, yet they never want to be themselves, nor do they act as their true selves.