Indulge in the bitter sea, where to see the shore

Living in the world, it is as if you are in the middle of the vast sea, initially knowing no sorrows or troubles, swimming under the blue sea and blue sky all day long, enjoying the moisture of the sea under the sun, and admiring the depth of the stars in the night sky. Gradually, they had desires and higher pursuits. They were no longer satisfied with the rising red sun on the sea level and the red glow of the setting sun. They began to chase the life of sensual dogs and horses and wine pond meat forest. But are the lives that are not ours really suitable for us? External discomfort breeds internal fears, all kinds of inexplicable fears, fears that the burning red sun will be extinguished, fears of the deep ocean and unknown seabed.
What is rare is that those who have always maintained their innocence, their lives are simple and happy, and they come back on the waves every day and return by the wind, which can make them happy.
However, most people in reality, they are not satisfied with the simple life of the moment, and chase the complex and vague future infatuated. Because they have too many desires, they have no clear goals and directions in their lives. Even if they do, they will only have such a brief moment, and then they will be replaced by more goals. They marched toward the ever-changing goal, but eventually died of exhaustion in the same place.
But there are also a small group of people who have a clear goal, and they will go on unswervingly until they have determined the direction, even if it seems so ignorant and absurd in the eyes of others. Just like Gatsby, he believed that Daisy’s departure was due to his poverty, so he worked hard to earn material riches just to evoke the heart of beauty, but how could a woman with blinded eyes be easily susceptible to beauty? Waking up, but Gatsby ignored her shortcomings, and resolutely marched towards his goal, finally giving up his life. Smart as Gatsby, he will not fail to see the ethereal of this dream, but this is the driving force for his struggle, the whole life he believes, so even if it is wrong, he can only make the mistake and go on. Up. In the end, he rode the imaginary sailing boat straight to the other shore of the bitter sea.
The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless and life is limited. I hope that each of us can identify a direction and go firmly.

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