This may have my own psychological problems. The depiction of death in John Donne's poem is just a comma, and there is a quick pause, and immortality is entered. But in the face of life withering little by little, I still feel cruel. No matter how strong a person is, at this point, when death is powerless to life's rapid passing away, he will cry, be afraid, and be depressed. Professor Bearing is so. This is true for mortals.
The fear of death is a black hole. There is no way to get rid of it. Emma Thompson was a brave man, and used so much energy to explain this process. But it really scared me. Finally, thank her. Let me renew my passion for life.
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