I have been searching what is the meaning of life for a very long time in the darkness. Somebody said it was a stupid thing to question the meaning of life for life is given as it is.
I asked for it to the God and the end of the universe in my imagination. Sometimes I thought I felt so near to it and it was so true, but sometime I felt it was blur and hard to reach.
But my son, so near to me, tender, adorable and genuine, eagering for my hug and crying for Dady, is so touchable and growing fast.
I asked for it to the God and the end of the universe in my imagination. Sometimes I thought I felt so near to it and it was so true, but sometime I felt it was blur and hard to reach.
But my son, so near to me, tender, adorable and genuine, eagering for my hug and crying for Dady, is so touchable and growing fast.
He was born a smart boy and brought our little family a lot of fun. He fullfilled my life and my wife's life as well. I can forget all the unhappiness on the job when I with him, and I feel lost when I go home late outside. The natural feeling inside promotes my answering to my question.
As a man, in the endless universe, I think life is such a miracle and love is such a miracle of life. As a type of matter, we will last forever; as the complecated and most advanced matter, we are written in water. I am still searching for the meaning of the life, untill now, I can see the love.
I order to make this question clearer, I think I need to seperate it into several questions.
What is life? Then I have to ask, where is it life come from? when this is clear, I need to ask where is the life going to? What will it be in the future?
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