Life has joys and sorrows. In the past ten years, we have read too many stories, felt too many sad and heartbreaking stories in that book, and saw the hero in the story covered in scars and blood dripping, as if I were among them.

Life is a process from birth to growth and then to death. No one can leave it, and no one can leave any links. We are like meat on the chopping block, waiting for the fleeting time to kill us at will. Su Dongpo once said: people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine. We are like the moon hanging in the night, experiencing the change of the sun and the moon, feeling the pain brought by separation and the joy brought by gathering. There is a saying in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that the world will be United for a long time, and it will be United for a long time. We extend this to sadness and happiness, which are actually the same. There is also an idiom "Joy begets sorrow" to explain that happiness is not a permanent pain, but a temporary theory. Life is always full of joys and sorrows, but there is still a little comfort in my heart after youth.

We may all have had the experience of wanting to cry, but we laughed. We wanted to laugh but cried. The crying at that moment was long-lost and joyful, as if we saw the crying of dawn from the darkness; The smile at that moment was amazing and helpless, as if falling from the blue sky into a cliff full of thorns, or feeling tired and desperate. This kind of happiness and sadness may be something you have never felt before. Sadness and happiness are a pair of antonyms, but we are caught in the cycle of these antonyms. Constantly alternating back and forth, looking at us coldly through the gray area where you are not sad or happy, occasionally taking us in with mercy, and after a short period of stability, you will step into reincarnation, and so on. And this kind of boring sadness and joy, like the finishing touch, embellishes our life with richness and vitality, but it tends to be normal because everyone has it.

If not, our life will be like a bowl of calm water, we can't remember a ripple, we can't feel a trace of pain or joy, and eventually we will be careless and heartless, and we will not realize the meaning and value of human life. We are like a wisp of smoke, erratic and sometimes absent.

You are still alive because of the pain of sadness. Happiness is a touch of comfort left by your sadness, which makes you believe that life is beautiful and the world is beautiful.