Playing together since high school, you know that every time he encounters something, he has to think carefully and choose to go up the mountain. Because he always said: Nature is always the greatest teacher. Looking at the operation of the universe, we will see that nothing is fixed, nothing is eternal. The sun rises and sets, the moon is full and then fails, and the four seasons continue in an endless cycle.
Spring brings raw plastic, trees bloom well, but then have to give way to the heat and satisfaction of summer.
Summer cannot keep the bright sunlight forever, and must melt into the stillness, quietness and the fading yellow of autumn.
And finally, winter comes, putting on a cold white coat, preparing for a new regeneration cycle. Each stage of our lives, each relationship that passes through, is no different from a season in the cycle of nature.
There are happy moments, we want to hug and keep them forever like children trying to keep the fallen flowers. But then, we have to accept the moment of separation as an inevitable thing. We regret, because we love what we have. But that regret, if not transformed into understanding, will only be a clay bond tying us into the past.
Nature teaches us a lesson about necessary abandonment, through the image of a leaf that has fulfilled its green mission, now gently branching off. The tree did not try to hold on to the golden leaves, because it knew that the departure was necessary to prepare for rest and regeneration. The leaf does not try to hold on, because it knows that its mission has been completed and it will return to earth, nurturing a new life.
Life is like a train. We board the ship, and on each ship carriage, we meet friends to accompany. Some people have traveled a long distance with us, some have only traveled a few small stations with us. Coming to the station and having to get off the train is an uncompromising rule, no matter how regretful we are. Separation, whether permanent or temporary, is a reminder that everything has its time. Therefore, cherish what is there, when it is still your season.
And only when we learn how to let the leaves fall, the seasons change and the friends accompany us down to the station, can we gently continue our own journey, ready to welcome new "seasons", new meetings that nature still silently arranges.
