Life is like a poem, compiled by Zhang Baotong on June 29, 2018

From a biological point of view, I think human life is almost like a poem. Its rhythm, its beat, and its growth and decay cycles, all have a poetic rhyme.

Life begins in childhood, followed by an embarrassing period of adolescence. The embarrassment of adolescence lies in the fact that children at this age do not know the sky, have a strong sense of rebellion, and are prone to cause trouble. However, if a person does not encounter these embarrassing experiences, how can he enter society maturely?

Youth has unremitting passion and impulse, lofty ideals and ambitions, and these are the courage and strength that a person must have in the process of growing up. Passion and impulsiveness make people have vitality and vitality, and have the determination and courage to dare to think and act. Lofty ideals and ambitions are the driving force and source for a person to surpass themselves and move towards success. Youth often pays a lot of price because of their superficiality and naivety, but it will also lead them to learn more about society and human nature, and to increase their experience and talents in social practice. Youth is the beginning of a person's adventure and struggle, at this time he needs to be independent and self-reliant, start earning money, find a partner, get married, start a family and have children. The burden on his shoulders was heavy and the pressure was great. In middle age, the family is stable, the career is successful, and the children are a little older, so the tension and pressure are beginning to ease. Moreover, when a person reaches middle age, his temperament and character have tended to mature, just like ripe fruit and mellow wine, he can easily enjoy himself. It can be said that this is the high-end and glorious period of life. The maturity of middle age is also manifested in being more tolerant and confident in dealing with the world, not only with cynical passion, but also with tenderness and tenderness.

Then came our twilight years, and the decline of the endocrine glands made us a lot less energetic. But we are still old and not old, and we continue to exert our spare energy and do work that benefits our families and society. But the elderly always have the philosophy of the elderly's old age, that is, safety and leisure, peace and health, contentment, and enjoyment.

Finally, there is the destination of our lives. After all the light and heat is exhausted, life goes into an eternal sleep and never wakes up again. This is the course of our whole life.

A person's life process is a large-scale symphony, when the music of life is playing, we can feel the touching and wonderful rhythm of life, that feeling is like we are enjoying a grand and pleasant symphony in the theater. This symphony has a theme, a conflict, an overture, and an ending. The process of our lives is almost the same as the cycle of this music. It's just that the movements and melodies of this symphony are played entirely by the individual himself.

In these symphonies of life, each person has the main theme of their own life. Some people's main theme is majestic and beautiful, with ups and downs, while some people's main theme is just sad and messy, gloomy and sad. In some soul movements, dissonant notes become so sharp and prominent that they overwhelm and drown out the main theme. Sometimes, the dissonant notes are so turbulent that the music can no longer be played. The performer of the Symphony of Life shoots himself or drows himself by jumping into a river. This is because his original theme of life has been overshadowed by despair, or his life has long been in the shadow of a lack of good self-education. But normal human life is coming to a normal end in the form of a solemn movement and procession.

No one would say that childhood, adulthood, and old age are not a perfect arrangement. Just like there are mornings, noons and nights throughout the day, just like spring, summer, autumn and winter in a year, it's perfectly organized. There is no such thing as good or bad in life, just as there are four seasons of the year. If we try to live according to the seasons from this biological view of life, no one will deny that human life can be as beautiful as poetry except for a conceited fool or an inconceivable idealist.