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Plain and without sorrow, abundant with love.

 　　Ten years after graduating from university, at a class reunion, amidst the lively atmosphere, someone suddenly sighed, "In the first few years after graduation, I was also a person with dreams and sharp edges. But being too sharp ultimately hurt me."

　　Amidst the sighs, another classmate recounted his struggles. Because he wasn't good at handling interpersonal relationships, he preferred to remain alone.

　　We all laughed at his pessimism. Life has never been easy. Hai Zi said, "The distance has nothing but remoteness." However, I don't agree. Those who haven't traveled don't know the vastness of mountains, those who haven't hiked don't know the grandeur of the sea. And the distance isn't empty; as long as you love life and feel it with your heart, your state of mind will be very different.

　　I still prefer this simple life. On my way to work, I ride my light bicycle, listen to the birdsong at dawn, and see the flowers blooming and willows turning green; every day the sun is new. This city isn't cold; life teaches us to love it with its simple and peaceful pace.

　　When I was a primary school homeroom teacher, there was a child in my class whose parents worked in another province. One afternoon, a child came to my office to answer the phone. On the other end, his father said it was his birthday and wished him a happy birthday. At that moment, I saw a happy smile on the child's face. From that smile, I understood that although this child was a left-behind child, his father's love for him had never diminished. That day, before school ended, when I gently placed the birthday card on his desk, and the whole class wished him a happy birthday, I saw that smile again on this left-behind child's face. I realized that this child wasn't disappointed by his parents' absence; instead, he felt even more warmth.

　　Many people's lives are mundane. I too have felt lost and confused by my own mundane existence. Didn't I also embark on my career with great ambition? But the ocean is formed from every drop of water, and isn't this colorful world made more and more beautiful by the efforts of each and every one of us?

　　Hölderlin wrote, "Life is full of toil, but if we dwell poetically on the earth and live with love, then even the most ordinary life will feel warm and comforting."

　　If life is a journey, then on this journey, we must learn to see the world with love. In life, without love, even the most abundant life will become barren. With love, even if the boat of our ideals capsizes easily, as long as we learn to love others and ourselves, even the most mundane life will feel full and our hearts will become rich.

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