This human life is very hasty (*)

In life, how many times have we seen 10 years in the blink of an eye? And in this life, we see the people who used to be by our side gradually disappearing. There are some who leave so quietly that we are startled to know that they have "stopped playing" with this life for a long time.

That day we talked to each other, our hearts still choked with grief over the lives buried under the rubble after Mother Nature's shudder.

To see that impermanence is always present, it alone determines everything. Humans, with just one exhalation, disappear into nothingness. What can we still keep for ourselves?

You said you were going back to your hometown to sort out your work. You are not outside the “storm” of unemployment that is spreading everywhere. You are not sad. Being sad will not solve anything. How can the gentle mother in the countryside understand what kind of “child” AI is that is causing her child and millions of people to lose their jobs?

You come back, there is someone standing by to fan the coals, there is someone else turning the pieces of meat that are dripping with fat over the fragrant red fire, your mother's backache is a little less. You don't know if your mother made more money today, but you know for sure she smiled more. Strangely, you haven't remembered your mother's smile for a long time, but now looking back, it seems to have become less sunken.

Mom spoke so softly, but you got goosebumps. Suddenly, you thought that one day, life would “rip” Mom away from you, just like you had “ripped” yourself away from this peaceful, rice-field-strewn countryside. You didn’t tell Mom that you were unemployed. These days, the news of merging provinces and cities, and rearranging wards and communes also made a woman who loved her hometown like Mom restless. You couldn’t bear to add another worry to Mom’s mind.

You just asked your mother to let you come back and help sell rice. Your mother didn't believe that the fun-loving, city-loving kid would have a "countryside craving" syndrome. But she still smiled.

Looking at your mother still working quickly at the food counter, her hands and feet not making a single unnecessary movement, you suddenly feel happy because at least the whirlwind of technology still has "no chance" of affecting her livelihood.

Indeed, no matter how developed AI is, it still cannot marinate fragrant ribs; cannot turn a piece of fatty meat over a charcoal stove so that it is not too dry or burnt; cannot steam egg rolls as smoothly as mom, cannot generously add another piece of meat or add another piece of egg to the old man selling lottery tickets's already full plate of rice...

You suddenly smile. Someone is right, just live, and you will live! You will live like your mother, happily, think less, worry less, and you will be less tired. You will think of ways to make a living without depending too much on anything. Everything just needs to be enough.

Life is full of worries about food, clothing, and money, holding back the feet that cannot find each other, holding back the joys, plunging them into the lowlands of the burden of a hard life. There are eyes that have not yet reached the high mountains and the vast sea. There are ears that have not yet heard the strange sounds in the sparse streams and deserted forests. And then when they turn back, their bodies have already fallen limp on the other side of life's slope.

No matter what tomorrow brings, we must live fully today.

"This human life is very hasty

Baby, just live so that you feel happy.

Live like you have never lived before

Hold my hand and walk through the long night…”.

I hear you say it, as if you are talking to yourself!

(*): Lyrics of the song "Song of Youth" (PKL Trio).

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