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The train of life
The train of life
life is just traveling on a train, during which the passengers are always flooding in or out., however, it occasionally happens some surprising things—some make us exciting, while some make us melancholy.
It dooms we will accompany with others in the trip at the moment we come into the word. We think our parents will follow us forever, unfortunately, It doesn’t that case. Once anyone of them gets down midway, then we become their pets and following orphan that can’t be displaced in their Life.
However, when our brothers , sisters, intimate friends and lovers get on the train, someone of great but special status also come in the train silently.
Among them, some may linger just for a short moment, some will suffer certain sadnesses, there are also someone voluntary providing help for those in need . many of them express us for all time, some left us without any trace, so as we don’t know when them got off. we will feel quiet surprising at the moment finding our intimate sitting on anther carriage, how pitiful for us to pass through them. Of course, it don’t keep us from join with them .but ,it’s impossible for us to sit beside them because other has occupied that place. Although the trip is full of challenge, imagination, illusion, waiting, and separation, we will never look back.
Let us try to make our travel sunny , get along with them harmoniously, and value their virtues . it ‘s sure for us to remain a certain moment during the trip,
Some of them maybe often hesitate ,for us , the important thing is to understand them, because it’s just the same for us.
life is just traveling on a train, during which the passengers are always flooding in or out., however, it occasionally happens some surprising things—some make us exciting, while some make us melancholy.
It dooms we will accompany with others in the trip at the moment we come into the word. We think our parents will follow us forever, unfortunately, It doesn’t that case. Once anyone of them gets down midway, then we become their pets and following orphan that can’t be displaced in their Life.
However, when our brothers , sisters, intimate friends and lovers get on the train, someone of great but special status also come in the train silently.
Among them, some may linger just for a short moment, some will suffer certain sadnesses, there are also someone voluntary providing help for those in need . many of them express us for all time, some left us without any trace, so as we don’t know when them got off. we will feel quiet surprising at the moment finding our intimate sitting on anther carriage, how pitiful for us to pass through them. Of course, it don’t keep us from join with them .but ,it’s impossible for us to sit beside them because other has occupied that place. Although the trip is full of challenge, imagination, illusion, waiting, and separation, we will never look back.
Let us try to make our travel sunny , get along with them harmoniously, and value their virtues . it ‘s sure for us to remain a certain moment during the trip,
Some of them maybe often hesitate ,for us , the important thing is to understand them, because it’s just the same for us.
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