A ramble on life enlightenment ~ zhe Jing's prose

One day I said to myself, what is the meaning of life? A: My life is unintentional. One more question: What is the value of life? Answer: My life is worthless.

Most people may think that such questions are boring and funny, which is not enough for us to stop and think. In other words, this proposition is too big and belongs to the category of philosophical thinking. How can you understand at the moment?

In my opinion, you think this problem is very complicated.

Personally, don't worry about eating and drinking Lazarus every morning, and you will be in the mood to do other things after you finish it, otherwise it will affect your mood, reduce the efficiency of your day's work, and make yourself nervous and anxious over time. Take my son for example. A 10-year-old child wakes up in a coma at 6 o'clock every morning, and returns home at 7 o'clock in the evening 15 to finish the day's study task. He goes to bed at 9 o'clock and does nothing he wants to do. This day has just arrived, and he is depressed from morning till night, with a sad face.

Most people in the world, whether children or adults, waste their time in a busy day. I didn't mean to cause * * * anger, but what I want is * * * singing, a fact that you and I dare to admit.

Go and see, what are we doing every day? We are busy for life; Busy dressing and eating; Busy in order to see the future of children; Also seek medical treatment for parents; Also worried about having to go to the show; I am busy with "I" in the eyes of others. What have we done for ourselves? Counting carefully, very few. It hurts to think about it.

We live in fear with what people often say is "precious life", and we can only watch "precious life and time" disappear little by little, but the poor soul has nowhere to put it. What is the meaning of life? What is the value of life? !

On the bus that morning, I happened to meet an elderly aunt who twisted beads with her hands. She sat next to me and gave my brown wool knee pads a gentle twist with her hand. In this way, two strangers who just met on the bus had an intersection.

When we talked about each other's family situation, we realized that the life experience of the old aunt sitting next to us was so sad. It must be curiosity that made me see her whole picture. A 70-year-old man, with bony skin wrinkles like ravines, couldn't hide her white hair under a worn wool hat and scattered all over the floor like hay left in the wilderness. A dull old dress looks like a whole person. In the process of chatting with me for less than ten minutes, her eyes wandered again and again, and her inner sadness and self-confidence were exposed.

Leukemia made her fall into the predicament of life, and diabetes made her feel the "sweetness" of the world. I thought she was going to the Great Tragedy Hospital to worship Buddha, but what made me sad was that she told me that she was going to visit her grandson at her daughter's house, because her daughter was going to work, earning money to pay off her mortgage, and she had to find a tutor for her grandson to attend a cram school. Alas, there is no more suffering in the world, and the pain in my heart arises spontaneously.

Before I met this aunt, I thought my mother was caused by bad karma. At the age of two, my parents divorced, and my grandmother didn't love my uncle. I have served patients for half my life, my grandfather, my milk and my father; Gambling for half a lifetime ~ family real estate disputes; I only enjoyed my retirement for one year. After a trip to Yunnan, I had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. To this day, she has not been able to live the life she wants. Fortunately, my daughter didn't give her much trouble, but she didn't help much.

And my ex-husband's mother looks and dresses no better than that aunt. I have worked hard for this family all my life, bent my back all my life, and almost all my fingers have changed shape. I have a messy and sparse white hair, a face of vicissitudes, frugality, no sweetness in life and little happiness. At one time, she thought that letting her end her life early was God's most merciful care for her.

Look at them, think about ourselves and ask: do we still have a chance to control the rest of our lives? Do we have the ability to point out a clear path for our children's future and prevent them from continuing like us?

There should be many choices in life, and it should not be moral kidnapping or involution, which imprisons one's inner expectations. If the next generation can't escape the fate of waste wood after all, why not take advantage of their low tide and burn the most beautiful spark in life happily under our protection? You know, a happy childhood can cure a person's life.

The meaning of life is not equal to being busy all your life. The value of life lies not in being different in front of others, but in your inner satisfaction, which has nothing to do with others. The wisdom of doing nothing is better than doing something promising. Letting yourself be incompetent, doing nothing and asking for nothing is the greatest kindness to yourself.