Don't be fooled by my current vitality. During the second half of last year (during the epidemic prevention and control period), my mental state was quite poor. It was September 26, 2022, the sixth day after the bus accident in Guizhou. The pressure of epidemic prevention and control policies was high, and no one knew where to start. I sat on the bus to visit my elderly relatives and wrote this article. Looking back today, it can also be considered as a kind of awakening...
Fish#
I became part of the hustle and bustle. The market was crowded with people, bustling and lively, and I spent my life in a silent environment.
We are fish, fish that swim freely in the fish tank.
Looking outside through the clear and transparent fish tank, foolishly thinking that I have seen the essence of the surroundings.
Swimming around, exhaling bubbles, and consuming the already limited life. As for eating, drinking, sleeping, and excreting, there is no need to worry, after all, we are being raised. As for life and death, perhaps there is some worry, after all, we are all immersed in these seven seconds of memory!
The life and death of mayflies is meaningless, what about ours? It's just that our hands are waving in the air, either trying to grasp something in sorrow or trying to leave our mark in the air. It's all ridiculous thoughts, it's a pitiful life.
I'm sorry to be born as a human, or maybe there's no need to apologize, it should be us who should apologize. We are all individuals trapped in this fish tank, capable of thinking and feeling the sadness. And ourselves, trapped in this shell, enjoying a moment of joy: enjoying the happiness brought by the fleeting passage of life.
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Due to the nature of my major, I often contemplate the value of life. The awe of life often drives me to evaluate the rationality of things happening and developing. Looking back at the past period of time, too many things that should not have happened indeed occurred...
I dedicate this blog to commemorate those once vibrant lives