I missed it
I missed the season when the flowers bloomed
The flowers have given me the feelings of a poet
Flowers bloom in the season of ten thousand love
When the flowers fall, the poet mourns
I missed the splendor of life in the rising sun
The setting sun has given me the meaning of life
The moon in the water will eventually decline
There is no fragrance in the mirror
What is the meaning of life?
The sunset is real
I missed the first night on Earth
Although it has gone through hundreds of millions of years of restructuring and change
How can it be that in my eyes, it is so far away
It's as if one of my jumps can travel through the ages
Could it be that our souls really come from time immemorial?
It has also witnessed the destruction of life on Earth again and again
Who is in charge of life?
Who is the real subject of life
Is it a creature, a soul, or something else
What is the difference between a soulless creature and destruction?
Is the length of a living being's existence a tragedy?
Do the creatures of the earth exist because of the soul?
Existence without a soul is equivalent to the destruction of the earth
It seems that we have everything we have won for fame and fortune
It's just that the glow of the sunset will eventually be extinguished
Then the meaning of life is for the rise and fall of the flesh
Or so that the soul can leave with dignity
Days and nights of fighting for it
Brilliant glow at sunset
It's all about repaying the soul for my favor in this life
Alas! Alas! Alas!
Entered a strange circle of thinking
Who am I
Am I the body or the soul
Who should decide on this issue?
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