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    Author: Shi Yuchun

    Just a few days ago, a postgraduate student of the school reportedly chose to commit suicide after suffering from helplessness and hopelessness¡ªjumping down from the fourth floor, ending his life and everything about himself, a fresh flower  The flower of life of my life withered in an instant!

    Each person corresponds to a star in the sky, and some people shine for a long time and shine brightly.  Others, on the contrary, live in ephemerality and darkness.  However, the result is the same, and finally it will fall.

    I have seen the traces of meteors sliding across the sky, their tails dragged very long, dim and finally disappeared, this is fate.

    When a twenty-seven-year-old life ends, people can no longer know how painful this life was that day, how difficult the choice was, and why they took such a path

    The secular eyes are full of pity, and the secular voice is full of sighs.

    The answers people give to death are simple: can't find a job, depression

    ?In recent years, there have been too many reports of suicides, and there are even three or four suicides in one school in one month.

    Depression!

    How can one be "depressed"?

    Depression is the direct culprit leading to death, so what causes depression?

    I used to be unemployed, so I can feel the pain of not being able to find a job¡ªand the pain of not being able to find a job for a long time.  If something like this happened to me six or seven years ago, I don't know what I would do. I really don't want to make assumptions, and I dare not make assumptions.

    Over the years, the hard training in the factory, the broadening of my horizons when I was studying again, the emotional setbacks, and the intermittent unemployment after that I have become accustomed to the hardships of life, and I have been able to calmly bear everything that life has given me.

    When you are happy, there may be color, but when you are sad, you will not despair.

    Although there is still a lot of pessimism at the bottom of life, the way to deal with reality is still positive.

    Because for me, living is not just for myself.

    Relatives or Yu Bei,

    Others have also sung.

    What is the point of death,

    The supporting body is the same as the mountain.

    Relatives are still in grief, and others are already singing the songs of life's joys and sorrows, joys, sorrows and joys.  The author of this poem has a thorough understanding of life and death, and he must face everything in life. Although there are sufferings and joys, there is no need to be afraid;  Tao Qian's life is a typical example of many Chinese scholar-bureaucrats' internal sorrow and external joy.

    yes!  The dead are gone.  What had changed in the world since then no longer concerned him at all.  However, those who are alive have to face the long night, the difficult life, and the pain of losing relatives, lovers, friends

    When a person embraces life and the future with full hope, what he gets is a slap in the face from the society, or even a sharp knife.  The pain he suffered was not only the burning of his face and the dripping blood from the wound, not only his body, but more probably his spirit and soul.

    The deceased said: I'm sorry parents, I can't find a job, so I can only choose to die.

    It seems that there is still the warmth of love in his life.  Maybe, his parents didn't expect him to earn much money; maybe, his parents didn't blame him for his work; maybe, his parents just hoped that he would live his life in peace.  However, for him, he couldn't bear the plainness after the prosperity, and he couldn't accept the silence after the vigor and vitality.

    ?One person, in seven years, twice climbed the Longmen, envied how many people of the same age, and made the parents of many people of the same age jealous.

    In my down and out days, my classmates said to me:

    "A person's life is determined by how much suffering and blessings he will suffer. According to scientific research, the average life expectancy of people who eat less salt is longer than that of people who eat more salt. This is the reason"

    Although the words are a bit fateful, why is life not like this?

    ? What the world sees is the big success, wealth, fame and fortune in front of them. How many people will pay close attention to the hardships, sufferings, bloodshed, and even tears hidden behind the prosperity?

    Life is so smooth.  When there is no setback, you don't know the difficulties of the world.

    It is an honor to climb the Dragon Gate;

    It is a greater honor to climb the Dragon Gate again.

    But after the warm brilliance of life fades away, what I see is difficulties and ups and downs.  Don't talk about comparing with classmates, but comparing with those who I used to look down on and inconspicuous, the gap is so big that it is suffocating.

    To choose death is to choose to give up.  If at the moment when you kick your feet, you suddenly understand life.??It is the one who bears the weight of life, put your feet away, life may be another scene.

    History does not allow for assumptions.

    It is meaningless to assume that what has already happened has not happened.

    There is still the warmth of love in life, why can't we use this warmth to thaw and melt the frozen heart?

    The dead are long gone!

    I have no disrespect to him at all, and I have no right to question his choice.

    Those who have not tasted pain do not know the pain of suffering.

    I'm just trying to figure out the dead with my heart.

    The dead are long gone!

    The pity is those who still love him deeply: they can't get out of this shadow in their whole life, and they will be entangled by greater and deeper pain all their lives.

    I mourn and sigh for the withered flower of life.  I lament the impermanence of life and the hardships of the world; I feel sorry for myself and the society I live in!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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