What is life?

Some people will ask: What is life? I believe that there will be many people who can't tell, because it's a bit abstract, I want to say that life is a meteor in the sky, and it's busy, going in a hurry; it's a non-falling forest in the woods. Yang Shu; but some people will say: Life is dedication. Yes, the value of life is enhanced in dedication.

Every day the sun rises slowly on the horizon, and every day is still slowly falling. Time is a rush of small rivers, quietly passing through the fingertips, time is a passing meteor in life, come and rush, go busy, leaving only the dry water droplets and traces of a dark night. Maybe this is life.

In my eyes: Life is a dead leaf falling in the wind, falling on a quiet path, as if to tell the land its life. It may be very exciting, maybe there will be a sense of loss. The excitement is that it has passed through a wonderful life. What is lost is that it is about to leave.

Grasping life tightly, but life is always like water, passing between the fingers, leaving unfinished water on the fingers.

Third day: Lonely leaf