This is not a happy book. I just use my own experience to write about my various feelings and helplessness about life. Loss and separation are lessons we must practice throughout our lives. When we curse God for treating me like this, perhaps we should reflect more on why He can't treat me like this? In the world, people suffer every day. This is both inevitable and accidental. Whoever encounters it will suffer. Everyone wants to walk in the sunshine, but many people will be forced into the dark night with no way out and no choice.
I think that the so-called optimism does not mean blindly pursuing the light, but that you know that there are so many darknesses and so many bad things in life, and you can still go on with tolerance. As Romain Rolland said: A real hero is a person who has seen through the truth of life and still loves life.
However, heroes are in the minority after all, and more people are swallowed up by the darkness of life. Do those seemingly sinful people have their own reasons for suffering? Does every person who claims to be kind really have compassion when facing the suffering of others?
This article consists of several main characters throughout, and then consists of a series of relatively independent unit stories. I hope friends who like it will collect and comment.
Concept: A real hero is a person who has seen through the truth of life and still loves life.