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When washing dishes this morning, I accidentally broke a bowl, and the life of that bowl ended. It was destroyed in my hands, but I didn't feel too bad, because I knew it was unconscious, it was neither a plant nor an animal, it was a product of artificial synthesis. Its life value is for my use. I can buy a new, more beautiful one.

But when I washed the bowl and watered the flowers, I saw an unknown green plant growing in the withered flowerpot of Hupilan. That green plant grows by itself, so far I don't know its name, or even whether it grows in spring or summer, but because it is green, it is a life, it grows carefully next to the flowerpot, and its roots are next to the flowerpot, so I never have the heart to pull it out for fear of disturbing the growth of Hupilan. Tiger orchid grows wantonly, is tall and strong, supercilious, and enjoys sunshine, air and water.

Every time I water the flowers, it is in sharp contrast with two plants growing in a flowerpot, which makes me feel pity for that unknown little plant. Its leaves are round and petite, as big as small nails, without edges and corners. When the whole plant grows to the maximum, the diameter does not exceed 8 cm. Now, it has withered, and perhaps its life will end slowly. It didn't blossom or bear seeds, but it was that touch of green, that silence and that caution that made me feel even more depressed.

What is its life value? Where is its life dignity? A lonely tree, inadvertently alive, came to this world, without the same kind, without children, can it feel it? I believe that it can feel, all living things can feel, but we don't have the same language as it and can't feel it. But it should also be happy, because it has lived all its life for "an autumn". There are plants and trees in an autumn. It also enjoys the process of growth: germination, rooting and growth. No flowers and fruits. It may be male or asexual. Do you feel lonely without female plants? Does it have the same desire as people?

How lucky I am compared with it. I have company, food and clothing, leisure to plant flowers and grass, leisure to think: why live? Instead of running for a living, eat every meal. What is the value of life? Since we are born, we should live well and strive to live, so that we can be worthy of our relatives and friends, the earth that gives us energy, and those who care about us. In fact, you don't have to think about anything, you have to live happily. But are we happy? Am I happy? Is there real happiness?

One bowl is broken, and I still have so many bowls; All the bowls are broken, so I can exchange them for new ones. But what about the unknown green plants? Where can I find such a life? Its life and death can be said to have little influence on me, because its growth was originally an accident: it grew on its own. But because of its growth, I have a touch of green in my eyes and more concern in my heart. All these are superfluous to me and do not affect my physiological needs. But it brought me the call of life, and the experience of life made me realize the value of life: every kind of life can grow for no reason, be born to live, and be alive to live well. Even if not, try your best to live.

But what about him? Where is Yu Hong? Why did he kill himself? "In fact, a person who chooses to commit suicide must have the root cause of his or her great misfortune. Where do others know? What's more, refusing a life is also a manifestation of a person's dignity and courage, at least a negative performance, which is more like a person's life than those who live in vain. It's not easy to live like a human being. As long as there is a little popularity, each of us will have some insurmountable barriers and moments in life, and there will always be some thoughts of giving up. Because of this, some people say that suicide is not easy, and it is even harder to live. Of course, it is not that kind of life. "

But how many people drag out an ignoble existence? I also drag out an ignoble existence, because I am not brave, bold, honest and uncomfortable. I know some people are wrong, but I dare not stand up and point it out. I am depressed, I am confused and I am angry! Unless I don't look, listen and don't want to: I don't look at this dirty world, I don't listen to deceptive lies, I don't look at hypocritical faces. However, we live in a world surrounded by lies, we repeat the same pattern, we live a life without dignity, we dare not keep silent when we see those ugliness, and we give ourselves reasons in our hearts: "If others can tolerate me, I can tolerate it, and the gun will shoot the first bird." So, we drag out an ignoble existence. Although we are well-fed and well-dressed, we lack human dignity. Then, like that unknown green plant, live carefully under the fence. It's alive anyway.