Life is like a small boat, floating in the boundless river of time. In the beginning, we set sail with dreams of the other shore, letting the gentle breeze caress our faces, the sunshine warm our shoulders, our hearts full of expectations and curiosity for the future.
The scenery along the way is unpredictable, sometimes shimmering with waves reflecting a brilliant rainbow; at other times, the winds are fierce and the waves surge, testing our courage and perseverance to move forward. Those sounds of laughter, those unforgettable moments, are like pearls scattered on the water's surface, shining brightly in the depths of our memories.
We once rowed with all our might, hoping to reach the shore of our hearts, yet often found ourselves lost in the fog, unsure of the direction. Those fleeting glimpses of scenery, those missed opportunities, all turn into a gentle sigh, merging into this long river.
Looking back suddenly, we realize that what matters most is not where we arrive, but the scenery along the way and the growth of our souls amidst the storms. Those laughs and tears, those persistence and release, have all become the most precious marks of our lives.
Life is like a dream, and also like a poem. In the limited time we have, may we all be able to feel every gift with our hearts, cherish every encounter, and even if we ultimately return to tranquility, we can leave a lasting echo in our hearts.
