"Watching Off", according to Long Yingtai's own words, is a wordless look at time and a look at life. But when everyone comes to the flowers, they see different flowers and get different "understandings". Life, death, contract, and wealth, those fragments of thoughts are like stars in the night sky. Long Yingtai used her experience to open a door.

Speechless about time.

I always think that time is very long and we have a long way to go. However, we always find out on the last day of the deadline that so much time in our imagination has been squandered, leaving only wordless silence.

The so-called father-daughter-mother-son scene only means that your fate with him is that you will continue to watch his back fade away in this life. You stand at this end of the path and watch him gradually disappear where the path turns. Moreover, he tells you with his back: There is no need to chase him.

We move forward step by step, feeling that the scenery is infinite and the future is bright, as if everything is possible as long as we work hard. However, we rarely pay attention to the figure watching silently behind us. Only when we are sad, injured, hit a wall, or frustrated will we look back for warmth. And they always wait in a watching posture, always providing a warm place for us to recall, express feelings, and then regain strength. Perhaps one day in the future, we will gradually remember that there are so many people who are always watching you and always guarding you. At that time, maybe we are old, maybe we have become the one who is watching and can only experience this feeling. Time is so wonderful. We mature in time and understand life from time. But when we want to recover something we have lost, we can only sigh at the time, watching this minute silently and then leave in a hurry.

Some things can only be done by one person. Some levels can only be passed by one person. Some roads can only be walked alone.

People are always looking for support to escape loneliness. The fear of loneliness may be innate. God may have created Eve for Adam out of such thoughts. Zhou Guoping said that loneliness is the perfection of the soul and a rare moment to feel the soul. However, ordinary people like me cannot endure the loneliness of life like the sages, so we constantly search among the crowd to find people who are on the same path. Friends around me gather and disperse, go and come again, but this pilgrimage road at my feet belongs to me only. I have to admit that some decisions need to be made by oneself, and some difficulties need to be faced by oneself. This road can only be walked by oneself. This is a solitary practice that has nothing to do with others. The so-called companionship is just an occasional intersection, and those who should leave will eventually leave. There is no banquet in the world that never ends, whether it is heaven or hell, after all, one has to go through it alone.

The difference between belief and disbelief is mind-blowing.

I used to believe so persistently in the charm of words, but later I realized that words without soul are ultimately dead. I once believed in the authenticity of history books, but later I learned that history is just the graffiti of those in power. I used to not believe in the theory of fate, but later I discovered that perhaps there was a reason for the predecessors to believe so much. I once doubted Master Hong Yi's "friendship between gentlemen is as light as water", but now I think about it, life should be a life of one person, and perhaps the most lasting friendship is like this.

Watching life.

What kind of pain does it feel to watch a life leave, to watch the person closest to you leave?

You understand life bit by bit, and at the same time, you watch it leave bit by bit.

You watch him age little by little, watch her grow shorter little by little, and no matter how many warnings you give, they are gone like running water and never come back, you finally understand that time cannot be defeated easily.

However, besides sadness, what else have you understood?

Life is fleeting and time is short... We have been chasing it for so long, but maybe what we want in the end is just a home. There is soil in front of the home, on which loofahs can be planted. I just sat on the yellow soil and looked at the protruding blue bumps on the loofah. Look slowly...

It takes a short time to finish reading a book, but it takes a long time to finish reading a period of life...