The Road to Life – The Gardener

From birth to death,

This is the whole time of life.

Standing at the intersection of the earthly world,

Eyes full of the beating of life.

With the passage of time,

The change of the four seasons,

Life is like a blooming flower,

Colorful.

Every life, despite its birthday,

But they are all the way in this life,

Revel in it.

As time passes,

Passing through the snow, rain and ice wind,

Writing the content of life.

Each thinking, doing, chasing,

A dream like smoke.

There is life and death, flowers blossom and fall,

They all have their own endings.

The rise and fall of life, verdant,

I don't know how many people can understand?