Don't be fooled by my current vitality. In the second half of last year (during the epidemic prevention and control period), my mental state was quite poor. It was September 26, 2022, the sixth day after the Guizhou bus accident. The pressure of epidemic prevention and control policies was high, and no one knew where to start. I sat on the bus to visit my elderly relatives and wrote this article. Looking back today, it can also be considered a kind of wake-up call...
Fish#
I became part of the hustle and bustle. The market was crowded with people, lively and extraordinary, and I spent my life in a silent environment.
We are fish, fish that swim freely in a fish tank.
Looking outside through the clear and transparent fish tank, foolishly thinking that I have seen the essence of the surroundings.
Swimming around, exhaling bubbles, and consuming the already limited lives. As for eating, drinking, sleeping, and excreting, there is no need to worry, after all, we are being raised. As for life and death, perhaps there is some worry, after all, we are all immersed in these seven seconds of memory!
The life and death of mayflies is meaningless, what about ours? It's just that our hands are waving in the air, either trying to grasp something in sorrow or trying to leave our own mark in the air. It's all ridiculous thoughts, it's a pitiful life.
I'm sorry to be born as a human, or maybe there's no need to apologize, we should be the ones apologizing. We are all individuals trapped in this fish tank, capable of thinking and feeling the sadness. And ourselves, trapped in this shell, enjoying a moment of joy: enjoying the happiness brought by the fleeting passage of life. (The End)
Due to the nature of my field of study, I often contemplate the value of life. The reverence for life often drives me to evaluate the rationality of certain events and developments. Looking back at the past period of time, too many things have happened that should not have happened...
I dedicate this blog to commemorate those once vibrant lives.