At the halfway stage, there is no young or old

We learn to let go of our bodies

Life is not inherently fair

How can there be balance for all?

No matter how much I get, I thank you

Losing something is like giving your life back

No matter how perfect a person is, tears fall

Let's consider it as if the sky is high and blue

If something goes wrong in the middle of the road

Don't rush and be calm

It is possible that many times there will be mistakes

Don't be hasty and resent the added burden

After the storm, the sky was full of sunshine

If there are thorns, keep your head held high

Life is impermanent, who knows how long it will last

Just enough, don't expect too much.