A tiger spreads its wings and soars into the heavens,
Gazing across the horizon at clouds filling the sky.
Should it break through the clouds,
Gold fills its sight, and dragons ride the wind.
Awakening from dreams in the dead of night, I always ask myself: What is the meaning of living a human life?
Can people truly live forever, sharing the lifespan of heaven and earth and shining alongside the sun and moon?
If everyone lived forever, with long, endless lives, what meaning would life have?
A beautiful woman points at the full moon with her slender jade finger.
Everyone is captivated by the woman's breathtakingly beautiful hand, and completely forgets to look at the full moon in the sky.
People are the same. Every day, they indulge in sensual pleasures, bewitched and disoriented by a dazzling world. Even if they live forever, existing for all eternity, how would they be any different from beasts?
Only when we recognize the true self within our hearts do we suddenly understand the meaning of life. Beyond the heart, there is nothing else.
Human nature is pure, white as the bright moon. When this heart closes, all the worlds fall silent.
