It seemed a little shocking, the way of ending his life was a bit suffocating. The white bones on the ground and the circling crow had no other words than fear. However, A Lingpo asked her son to leave without hesitation, and waited quietly for death in the heavy snow. Life is so helpless, many things are out of our control. Just like life and death, only by discarding one's parents can one exchange for one's own survival. Human nature is so ugly in the face of death.
Perhaps, only by surviving can this be evaluated. Suddenly I found myself really sad, always looking for excuses to avoid something. Unfortunately, escaping can't solve it, it will only make it deeper and deeper.
Humans are strange animals. Thoughtful, but it seems that there is no thought, always like to draw a circle and tell myself that that is my own limit. However, something keeps appearing outside the world. At this time, we choose to escape. Sure enough, it is human nature to escape...
Living without meaning is equivalent to death, just like me now. It's always been so useless, I don't know the meaning of my life at all, I just have a body. Maybe, life is like this, but my expectations are too high...
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