Life is really beautiful. I have several minutes left for me to tell myself about that. The summer night is really cute, I went outside and found there is a cute moon hung in the sky. On the way to my little room, there is a pool. Sometimes I sit on the stone bench near the pool and see the reflection of moon in water. Little do I think that I can enjoy so peaceful scene in a metropolis like Shenzhen.

I sit in the shadow of trees and see people walking back and forth. The most carefree people are those young girls. They wear fashionable clothes and eat snacks and laugh heartily. The heaviest people are middle-aged workers. They bend and walk with heavy steps, judging from their greasy and messy hair and worried look, they’re under huge pressure to earn life and support their family. Another day is gone. Time flies like an arrow. Let’s call it a day. When I wake up next day, it’s another day, which seems I’m talking nonsense.

I should try my best to earn my happiness, try my best. Life is but a process, I should cherish the process. At least I should try my best. What am I talking about? I hope I can answer it with action.