Without birth, there is no death. Since we possess life, death is an inevitable destination.
Giving is a duty; receiving is temporary. Happiness is relative, while suffering is frequent. Life is counting down, yet days flow forward. Life is hard to explain fully, and bad luck is bound to happen. Fate must be believed in, but luck can be cultivated. One's tolerance is not shown during leisure but when views conflict; one's temperament is not revealed during success but when facing despair.
In the arena of life, those who have not set clear goals rarely succeed. Many people are not lacking in confidence, ability, or intelligence, but they fail to win because they have not established a target or have chosen the wrong one to aim for.
Great joys and sorrows reveal who you are; great rises and falls reveal who your friends are.
There is no need to worry about those who treat you poorly. In life, apart from parents due to family bonds, no one is obligated to treat you well. As for those who treat you well, besides cherishing and being grateful, one should also remain slightly cautious, as everyone has their own reasons for their actions.
I stood quietly on the mountaintop, casting aside all worldly worries, as if immersed in a painting, leisurely wandering through a fairyland. My heart felt so free, so uninhibited. Closing my eyes and breathing deeply, I only felt the long-lost coolness of the world mixed in the air.
Worry is a spiritual product created by oneself and consumed by oneself.
Life is simply tasting the sweet, sour, bitter, and salty experiences one after another.