Floating on the Shore

What is life? Who gives color to life, and who controls it? In the vast universe, our lives are so weak and tiny that you can hardly see any trace left behind. But the traces that human beings have walked on themselves feel so vast to us, as if everyone has been there before and left their footprints, integrating every bit of life into the vast sky, carrying the sweetness and bitterness of life through one fulcrum after another. Life is like the journey of you and me, always drifting in the ocean, getting used to seeing everything, and looking down on everything. In the end, no matter where you go, you need a place to stay and a shore where your soul can rest? Whether it is for yourself to appreciate the road you have traveled, or to stop and think about tomorrow's future, the scenery on the shore is always a bit blurry, and there are always some dreams in your heart, to dream of your own life.