Life is often plain and ordinary. Day after day, it is nothing but studying or working. One cannot help but wonder: when will life ever acquire some color?
Although life appears simple, it is occasionally punctuated by laughter. However, one must ask: is that laughter for oneself, or is it merely for others, driven by the desire to please or flatter? How many people can still recall the carefree and innocent smiles of their childhood?
Life occasionally flashes colors, but are they dark and obscure, or vivid and brilliant? Sometimes, even the individual cannot tell the difference. Yet, there is one certainty: regardless of the hue, these experiences help you grow.
Life is saturated with competition. Without competition, one has no foothold. If one gives up competing, they can only watch the strong succeed and envy them silently, or passively await the whims of fate, which we neither control nor can predict.
From childhood to adulthood, we are constantly living through life. But does growing up mean that everything becomes better? Does it guarantee happiness? Not necessarily. Sometimes, maturity brings not relief, but more troubles, more tears, and even deeper emotional wounds.
Life, growth, and then what? The answer lies in continuous progression through the years, right up until the very last moment of life. Only then can one truly reflect on whether their existence was filled with joy or shrouded in sorrow.