Humans are like grass, growing with the seasons. Perhaps we should occasionally become a seed, enjoying a season of dormancy, only to bloom again with renewed vitality when the time is right, letting the splendor run wild and the fragrance spread freely.
You need to wear heavy makeup many times to appreciate the freshness of a natural face. You need to drink many carbonated beverages to return to the plainness and health of water. You need to wear high heels for a long time to miss the youth represented by canvas shoes. You need to get used to the noise of the city to rely on the quiet of the countryside. You need to miss out on many people to finally hold on to the right one at a certain moment. Isn't it always like this? Seeing more allows you to know how to choose.
I didn't want to be a passerby in life, so I kept living hard. Eventually, I realized that just because you don't want to be a passerby doesn't mean you won't be. Many things are beyond our control; some 'shenma' (divine horses) we cannot ride, and some 'fuyun' (floating clouds) we cannot hold onto. On rainy days, perhaps we should just slow down and let the passage of time gently bump into our waist, as a way to endure.