My life is supposed to be good.
Got someone who loves you as much as you do, got a good job which
is envied by many, got no burden from family, got no worries about
everyday transportation, housing and other expense, got a good view
over the greenery from my balcony, got a spacy and cozy home to
stay away from the chaos, got a personal fitness trainer, got a
personal banking consultant, got 2 homes, got an Audi, got a
happily-living parents, got close friends whom you
can talk to when you feel lonely,
got a boss who believes you are the best one of all, got chances of
traveling all over the world in a free style, got the things in
mind that the average doesn't. But am I gonna feel satisfied? Am I
really the non-average? Why can I hear the noise at late night's
sleep? Why can I hardly shut my eyes? Why do I still, have these
questions unanswered? Why are there so many
whys?
Life is not good without the
peace of mind. Man gets sick and crashes when they lose the balance
of life. In all history, those who lives however fabulously, in
whatever terms luxury or dignity can name it, they die with their
fresh and bones burned to ashes.
Fortunately, some of them live on in people's hearts, some
of them don't. The physical body is gone, while the spirit remains.
I remembered once I read a short essay, with a punch line which
strikes me with tremendous power: PROSPERITY TO THE EXTREME, ENDS
UP TO A PATCH OF DUST.
Now, you know what you are supposed to seek in your
life?
-- Thanks to Binbin,
for his powerful interpretation of the witty punch
line.
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