We are all dust in the universe, and when we drift to zero, our strength is weak

A lot of people say they want to go out and take a walk and see the outside world, but can they really see the world as it really is? not necessarily.

If they are limited by their own cognition and understanding, the world will not really enter their hearts, and they will not really enter the outside world. What they see is always just some architecture and scenery, and there are some things they want to see, they can't feel the vastness of the world, and they can't read the truth behind things.

Just as we can only see the buds that have drilled out of the soil, we can't see their struggles in the soil; we can only see the dead wood on the ground, we can't see the youth they once were; we can only see the prosperity or depression of the city, we can't see how they got to where they are today; we can only see the poverty and wealth of the people, we can't see what is hidden behind their lives; we can only blame the rain for wetting ourselves, interfering with the trip, not feeling its coolness and its beautiful melody... If we can't enter the vast world of selflessness, if we can't feel everything from the level of the soul, we can't touch the true breath of nature, no matter where we go, no matter what kind of people we are in, we can only see ourselves.

The world is infinitely vast, why live in your own small space, limited by your own vision, region and culture, and stubbornly adhere to your own set of standards? Why not break the glass cover that restricts you and let yourself go into a wider world?

You know, the glass cover may protect you from the wind and rain, but it also imprisons you. Why not get out, smell the earth, feel the wind and frost and snow and rain outside? Even if your clothes, pants, shoes and socks will be wet, you will also be infected with wind chills, what does it matter? The pain will always pass, and after you are cured, you will be a new self - stronger, more grounded, with more vigorous and strong vitality...

Look, I'm dreaming again, am I still talking to you?

Your shadow dangled before my eyes, hazy, as if you were standing in the rain with an umbrella. Your short hair fluttered in the wind, and you looked at me faintly—in fact, all the images were blurry, I didn't see your facial features clearly, I just subconsciously felt that it was you, and I also subconsciously felt your eyes. I don't know if this is the impression you left on my mind, or my imagination of you when reading the letter? However, behind your hazy figure, there seem to be many figures, they also hold umbrellas, standing in the gentle drizzle, the rain falls in the water at their feet, a circle of small ripples swing away, my thoughts also swing out of the distance...

We are all dust in the universe, when we are drifting to zero, the strength is very weak, we can only go with the wind, no matter how hard we try, we can't control the direction of our flight, but once we fall into the dirt and merge with the earth under our feet, we can give birth to more life for the world - look, a seed breaks out of the soil, quickly draws long leaves, produces countless buds, and then the buds bloom rapidly, and the world becomes an endless sea of flowers... Do you like this scene don't you?

Unfortunately, more often than not, people are isolated and exclusive, and few people know that they are part of the universe and have some kind of invisible connection between themselves and others.

People are always competing and always want to hold "their" things firmly in their hands – remember a little story you told?

You said that there is a teacher who is very funny, always like to joke with students, once he walked by your side, saw that you have something delicious in your hand, he smiled and said, he just wanted to take this thing to you, did not expect to take it yourself, a girl next to him heard this, and immediately grabbed a little food in your hand and stuffed it in her mouth. Although this is a small thing, it represents a certain subconscious of people.