This is a day when everything is revived. Walking outside my house, I suddenly found many fibrous objects floating in the sky, large and small, like snow, but thinner and softer than snowflakes.

I haven't seen such a thing for a long time, and now I can't help but be surprised to see this sight by chance. This is dandelion seed spread by wind. Because of it, the world has become so vibrant and full of vitality. No one will be indifferent to this scene, and no one will be moved by the dedication and investment of this life at all costs. In its difficult drifting, it seems to hear an urgent call, that is, it is calling for every seed to fall into the dark soil, and generate produces bright green buds, which grow wildly in spring and exude the fragrance of life. But perhaps among thousands of flying dandelions, only one seed can meet a fertile soil to help it take root and sprout, grow into a towering tree and shade the sun. And the rest of the seeds, because the land is barren, despite hard growth, can't become turbid after all, and they died in the embryo early, but they still remain the same, never standing up as scheduled in this season, and constantly concentrating on the creation and labor of this huge life project from beginning to end, just cultivating, not asking about the harvest.

The swan song of human life is guided by ancestors Adam and Eve. Inspired by nature, we should know how to thank life, cherish life and grasp life. But because of the instinct of life, or a strong awakening of life consciousness, I want to prolong my life and keep an eternity in my creation. It is precisely because of the impermanence of life that it spreads all its essence to the world without reservation and shows a life process to the maximum extent.

Therefore, there is no reason why we should not cast sincere gratitude and lofty awe on life. After all, life only belongs to everyone once. Even on the road of life, career, future, love and family have all burst like bubbles, so don't be pessimistic and don't despair.

I want to thank life and nature for giving me a pure, precious and persistent existence like dandelion. You know, survival itself is a kind of capital, a kind of luck, a brave challenge and contempt for unfair fate.