For a long time, the will was depressed, the feelings were low, and there was no energy to do anything. The mood plummeted, it was difficult to return to those beautiful days in the past, and the very cheerful self suddenly fell into silence and few words, and there was no smile, only lamentations, how could this day be lived? Ask yourself often.
Day by day, time passes, time turns upside down, look at the calendar it's November. I reflect that the meaning of life lies in finding the other side of hope. I should take this sentence as a benchmark, to beat for a long time, to keep waking up my soul, looking into the distance, that round of fiery red sun is my hope, it brings warmth and sunshine to the earth, and also bathes with the wind in the forest full of life.
Turned a new page. The meaning of life is to find the other shore of hope. A wheelbarrow breaks through the ice, floating white sails, seagulls flying on the bow of the ship, blue waves under the blue sky, a sound of inspiration pulls the steps of the long journey, a little distance away, in the elongation, widening, pulling far. Perhaps this is the yearning of man's expedition.
The meaning of life is to find the way to the other side of hope.