People like to treat life as a long journey. We walk on our different ways, leading to the destination in our own mind. Some people think we walk on this long way with a mission to search for something, which is the meaning of our life. It may leave in some places where you can see, like billions of money, high social status, some great achievements. However, for me, the meaning of life is just the way I living.
There is a saying that, happiness is just the process that you searching for it. In my opinion, life is also like this: the most significant thing in life is not which you achieve at the end, but every moment you get from it; the meaning of life is not something we can measure simply, but during the process, every time we feeling, we moved by, we understanding, we learning from and we appreciating those beautiful things around us.
I appreciated every afternoon that I can enjoy the beautiful sunshine with my favorite book in hand; I learned from every fantastic people who appeared in my life; I understood the importance to help others; I was moved by the love reflected simply hand in hand; I tried to feel every shining moment, even it is just a tiny point, but if we link them all, that will be the track of our life—that will be the meaning of our life.
Therefore, the meaning of my life is not an easy word for me—it means a lot, a lot.
Nevertheless, I am not hurry to dig it out, because I am still on my way, and the meaning of my life is still noted as: to be continued…
1/27/2008
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