I had a dream at about four o'clock this morning. I dreamed of my father. He was in good physical and mental condition. He was still alive:
I was looking for someone in the village I remembered when I was a child. Suddenly my father came to me. around.
I said: Dad, I haven’t seen you for a long time, I thought you were gone;
When I was talking to my father, I stretched out my hands and hugged him tightly, because I hadn’t seen him for a long time;
Dad said: Son, I have always been here. Dad hid for a while to avoid being chased by his pig enemies;
After I woke up from the dream, I cried for a long time. I miss you so much. Dad, the day I left you in the car accident. Four years have passed and our father and son will only see each other in dreams. I suddenly remembered the words of Master Hongyi: Life is a constant farewell. We have to say goodbye in life and death, sooner or later. Why does the separation of love make us so sad and painful. So for us living people, what is the meaning of life? Maybe it's love. Because of love, we linger on the world of mortals. So what is love? Master Hongyi said: Love is compassion.