Let's pause for a day or two! I have to say that some people's lives are like summer flowers, which bloom and wither for a short time on the most brilliant days, leaving behind the fragrance of the land.

It's just that after the wind and rain, how many traces can be left in the long river of time to prove to the world that it has come?

Images, words, or the cold tombstone with the name carved into it? Life is short and long, and it is short and regrettable to fall if you don't finish it.

If you choose to leave after going through everything, it will be long and fulfilling. Here's wishing every reader good health!

Living well is the foundation of all goodness.

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