"I'm leaving." Before leaving, I remembered to remind him: "Water the green plants more, take away the garbage at the end, and turn off all the switches. Don't look at me like that, even if there is only one day left, live it well."
"Yes, you're right. I couldn't agree more. It always makes sense."
In less than a minute, the cabin door closed automatically, and the unrelated personnel exited the runway, leaving their homeland with lingering nostalgia, full of resentment and unwillingness. There was no need to perform this scene, and they took the initiative to press the cabin door, steady their breathing and smile.
He didn't disappoint me and smiled the same way.
This is very good, I am very satisfied. My vision is blurred amidst the roar. I look at the familiar surface through the observation glass. There is so much water, accounting for 90% of the total area. The remaining small space is full of people, and depression is a normal life.
Do I like this world?
Intention: Even if there is only one day left, live this day well.