Sunday, January 9, 2022

March 21, 1956 - Life

 Life

 

The world of life is like travelling.  It’s like falling leaves then level again.  No-one knows whether the road ahead is good or bad, bitterness or pleasure.  No-one can judge.  In the old days,  it was not known that it was invisible.  Today, however, you can immediately see the different experiences of life.  In the afternoon, we visited Coats Bocai.  The family who lives there had all emigrated from the mainland.  Their past living situation had been very good in every way.  Now it is just the opposite; particularly bad.  As the saying goes, “It’s always something”.  They fled to Hong Kong but their new life was difficult and trouble would find them often.  I heard that they had moved through countless fires.   They are highly educated people.  Unfortunately, the man was crushed to death by a car at work.  Now there is only one woman left who is only 27 years old and two little girls without a father: the elder is three years old, the younger is only one.  There was no property left in the home.  They have no way to ask for help.  How pitiful is their life?  Think of their past.  The father was a college educated person who had even been a high official.  Today they suffer a life that the world cannot imagine. Do you say that life is bitter or happy? 


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