In real life, the gathering and dispersing of people is like clouds in the sky, like duckweeds in the water. Sometimes they gather, sometimes they separate, and they come together. It is a mysterious scenery between heaven and earth. I often see it at the seaside near my home. Being able to see this kind of scene, especially the unique messages in the sky, has become a common occurrence for this natural landscape.
Most people know that individuals are very small, and their destiny cannot be controlled by themselves. They have to leave everything to fate. Just let everything happen and don’t force anything. The gathering and separation of people are described as a kind of fate. Calm down and think about it carefully. What is fate? The dictionary says it is a natural opportunity. What is a natural opportunity? , we are still at a loss later, pursuing when we are young and escaping when we are old. In fact, in a person's life, initially we are curious about everything, eager to meet new friends and be exposed to new environments. The world is actually made up of countless small circles. It is composed of small groups, just like all flights departing from Haikou Station. You buy a ticket and get on the plane, hoping that it will take us to a city or an area. Between the starting point and the ending point, you get to know some people and get together. Parting, the world always has to part in the end, there is always a banquet, so the people we come into contact with in our lives are often like this, you will often become a member of a small circle, and the gatherings and separations between people are always the same. It was intentional and unintentional. Between unintentional and intentional, it was like two clouds drifting away in the sky. They might meet again, but their moods are already different. Sometimes they feel like strangers when they meet. They really know each other. It's better not to see each other than to see each other. If you don't look for me, I won't look for you. The so-called separation of old age and death is another form of friendship. It is a kind of solitary thing. It was too late to meet each other at the beginning, even if it can be imagined. It can only be said that it is origin and destruction, and in the end everything flies away like the mist in the sea of clouds, but in the universe and the earth, mountains are still mountains, and water is still water
