It is said that you will die three times in your life. When I first heard it, I wondered, why did I die three times? After listening to the words of the wise, you will know the weight of life. Although this life is short, there are three partings.
The first death was brain death. The body is there, but the soul is gone. The laughter and laughter of the past are now echoes in the empty valley. The body, the flesh and blood given by the parents, has returned to dust. Mortals mourn when they think that the flesh is ruined and die. However, the wise man said: Brain death is true death. Because at this time, the soul has escaped, and it is no longer nostalgic for the red dust.
The second death is a funeral. On the big stage of society, people come and go like a passing cloud. The former illustrious people, once gone, will also become a thing of the past. Relatives and friends, weeping into a river of tears. Although grief is strong, death is the only way to live. At this time, my body is no longer my body. I have passed away, and those who remain in the world are but a pinch of loess.
The third death is oblivion. There is no one in the world who remembers it, like the wind passing without a trace. Friends of the past, now I have forgotten myself; The love of the past is now empty. This is true death, because in this life and this life, there is no trace of me.
Then I thought to myself: If everyone can remember me, how can I leave freely? Forgetting, perhaps, is the last mercy of life. Let the departed have a real rest.
Life is like the splendor of summer flowers, and death is like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves. The three partings are just three episodes in the journey of life. Valuing the present moment and cherishing the people around us may be the best thing we can do.