People often yearn for a peaceful life, yet the notion of a tranquil existence is often underpinned by unseen hardships and sacrifices made by others.
Grant me a lamp that never goes out, to light my path ahead, solely so I can more clearly see the retreating figure of your back.
Life is like a small stream; it cannot exist without the flowing water, yet it inevitably encounters the hidden reefs beneath the surface.
To those who truly understand me, explanations are unnecessary. I aspire to such a state of mind, where one forgets about gains and losses, maintaining inner composure.
The happiness of life lies not in material abundance, but in inner contentment. This contentment does not come from adding more fuel, but from moderating the flame; it does not stem from accumulating wealth, but from reducing desires.
Sometimes, despite saying we don't care, our hearts find it hard to let go. Even with our best efforts to hide it, traces of our true feelings inevitably slip through.
Living in this world is inherently difficult. As we bear various burdens, we gradually come to see through the essence of life.
