My brother died in an accident. He is not yet 30 years old. It's been more than eight months now, and I miss him every day, suffering every day.

If the sky is sentimental, if the sky is old, life is impermanent and heartless things are always possible. Surrender to the cold side of the world and indulge in sadness, just like accidental death, is a contempt for life. People know how to resist. In the heartless and desolate world, we can only cherish life by ourselves. In the predicament, we can only cheer up by ourselves and let life shine again.

Maybe what I said is a little empty, but you have to understand that only when you stand up from your sadness and live your own life again can you overcome the unfair arrangement in this world.