These days I always hear the news that people who are familiar with or acquainted with have died. Some are old people who have passed the age of old, and some are the family pillars who are in their prime. They died of accidents. Their fresh lives have come to an end now, people have to sigh that life and death are only in a moment, how fragile life is actually, and their departure has left endless pain to their families, it also leaves many topics about life and death for people who know them. In fact, life is just an accident, and death is inevitable. Everyone can come to the world by accident, you want billions of sperm to fight for the right of fusion with one egg, and finally you won, isn’t it accidental or lucky? Don’t be decadent because life is accidental and death is inevitable. We can’t decide the length of life, but we can decide its depth. We should make the life process extremely wonderful! Because we are born, we are doomed to be unable to walk out of the world, and there are people destined to exist in the world. Someone must have love, hate and sorrow. Who can really get rid of it and get rid of it? In this case, why not let life be as gorgeous as summer flowers, because life is not only the existence of life, but also the existence of too many emotions due to life. When you can really be gorgeous, you will inadvertently find that you are happy. The pain of the sutra is just a beautiful memory, and also a trace of my maturity. We can’t escape from that kind of tacit understanding without meeting each other, and we will never just meet each other in life. A beautiful story is always a tragedy. Life is gorgeous, love is also gorgeous, although in the end everything is like smoke, life is long and short, in fact, only oneself can accompany you through the whole life, from the moment of life to the moment of death, but those who once accompanied us through a journey are so worthy of cherishing, because they let me experience all the emotions in the world, the family affection with blood thicker than water, and the friendship with like-minded, love accompanied by each other. No matter how many joys and sorrows we had, how many helplessness we had, we all had that emotion. Isn’t such abundant possession enough to make our life as gorgeous as summer flowers? When our bright eyes are dim, when we look back on the past, some of them must be out of mind, such as the Buddhist language that we like to listen to: a flower, a heaven, a grass, a world, a tree, a Bodhi, one land is like a Buddha, one side is like a pure land, one smile is like a dust, one thought is clear, and the heart is like a lotus blossom! So quiet, so detached! Because of the gorgeous life, death is also so beautiful! If you are born, you will be born like the splendor of summer flowers; If you die calmly, but if you die in autumn, you will be born like the splendor of summer flowers; If you die calmly, you will die like the tranquil beauty of autumn leaves!

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