Life is a cycle
Life is an endless cycle. I walk past the Circle of Mercy every day, and I can’t help but stop and look back. Maybe I am greedy for this beautiful scenery and want to step on every little day to grow into a long figure. Then quietly dry it and put it into a diary engraved with the quicksand of time.
Life is an endless cycle. I put on my headphones and let the beautiful music melody surround me. Not only did I throw away the annoying pressure, but I also pushed the crowded world out of my sphere of influence. Did you know? I just want to move forward slowly, step by step, and walk my own path.
Life is an endless cycle. When walking, it is also a time to empty your mind. As we walk, life naturally enters the scenery of life. I once felt tired, so I sat on a wooden chair beside the street to rest, watching the endless stream of cars passing by, and wrote a period of silence into my mind.
Life is an endless cycle. After all, we are just mortals, worrying about the huge work pressure, worrying about the lost direction of life, secretly falling in love with the girl we like, and embedding various expressions into the ups and downs of every small day.
Day after day. C’est la vie.
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Vista Cheng speaks and runs workshops on AI workflows, writing and content systems for companies, schools and public agencies.
