This is a novel with a similar name that I saw on the headlines. I am completely indifferent to the content, but I am very interested in the title. I can’t help but sigh if I only have 100 days left to live. , how to spend this short time? Everyone’s life is limited. The tomorrow you thought may never become your tomorrow. The morning flowers you see, the poems you see in your heart, and the distance in the distance will all turn into clouds and smoke, falling into the vast universe, and no one knows about it. , maybe it will continue to shine in another dimension, but who knows? Life is inherently short, and there are too many uncontrollable threats such as natural and man-made disasters, physical and mental diseases, etc. The living people still optimistically believe in immortality and superiority, and continue to squander those who should be squandered, continue to be diligent when they should be, and be depressed when they should be. The continuation of depression, the continuation of laughter that should be happiness, life is often so smooth and step-by-step, until it is overturned to the ground by a collision, either destroyed or reborn. If life only has 100 days, there will eventually be 100 days. Countdown, when the hypothesis overlaps with the reality, how should we spend the last time?
When I was a child, I had a heartless discussion with my friends on this topic: If the earth was about to be destroyed/if I only had three days to live, what would I do? Young and ignorant people shouted enthusiastically: Go to the store to "get" a bunch of delicious snacks, good-looking clothes, eat meat, etc. This is a simple wish in an era of material scarcity, simple and direct. In fact, there is really no need to worry about destruction. Death is out of reach and has nothing to do with us. So when I was a child, I only participated in the fun of singing and dancing when watching funerals. I remembered it deeply and talked about it. Now I have no interest in it. , and also tabooed the contamination of the breath of death, and finally understood that the passing years of days and nights will eventually dry up and be continued, and the few words left to me will only be a few numbers on the tombstone.
In their respective life trajectories, they get married, have children, retire, have children and grandchildren, enjoy a long life, and die in peace step by step. They walk to the end without being interrupted. No life should be let down. , sighing sadly at the loss of other people's lives, relying on one's own safety, peace and joy every year. So I made a hypothetical, alerting myself to cherish the preciousness and fragility of life more, accelerating and catalyzing unfinished matters, enriching the brilliance of the journey, and it is a worthwhile trip. If life really only has 100 days, which one is more urgent than not having time to say goodbye or not having time to fall in love? There is still a long time to come to make up for the virtual image that is too late. But the certainty of 100 days seems to cut off all imagination, leaving people with nowhere to hide and no way to think. What can 100 days do to fill the vacancy in the heart? Confined, anxious, and endlessly melancholy. How can I be sure when I cover my face and meditate? There are many forms of life, each of which is wonderful. In the end, it will gradually numb itself in the repeated days and nights, leaving all the ideals for another day to be realized in one go, like a snowball, it will become more and more powerless to realize, and in the end it will be in vain. If you give up, another snowball will roll up, and the reincarnation will continue, and you will gain nothing in the end.
If life really only has 100 days, the ticking, ticking sounds are ringing in our ears. At this moment of writing, at this moment of reading, life is passing by in a non-stop way. , I can’t catch it, I can’t hold it firmly, but the countdown is approaching unabated. Will he be so scared that he kills himself? Maybe a body as strong as an ox can't withstand this life-threatening hour hand and will fail prematurely? 100 days is too short, there is no time to do many things, but how many days will it take to complete all the things you have planned in your heart? Planting a small tree takes ten years to grow into a useful person; raising a child requires eighteen years of hard work and care; raising a pig requires more than six months of feeding time before it can be sharpened. But what kind of nirvana or peace is this short 100 days?
100 days is simply a number, not a solid state. As Zhu Ziqing wrote: "When I wash my hands, the days pass by the basin; when I eat, the days pass by the rice bowl; when I am silent, the days pass by. Then he passed by my gaze, so I reached out my hands to hold him back, but he passed by my withholding hands. In the evening, as I lay in bed, he would stride over my side in his agile way. "It flew away from my feet." There are also many people whose lives end at that moment, and 100 days are a luxury. For example, the young girl from Huolala recently had her wonderful youth coming to an end, but the attention left to her was the end. No one knew what happened during the period, but when she moved, she still had infinite hope and enthusiasm, and suddenly die. There are still many fleeting lives, without 100 days of preparation, they are too hasty, so these 100 days leave each of them with more thinking and looking back.
If I really only have 100 days left to live, how will I live it? Of course I will resign immediately and stay with my family. I will plant a tree and a flower in front of my door, carve a pair of wings on the tree, and make a wish in front of the flower. So I watered them in the morning, sheltered them from wind and rain at night, fertilized them, and caught insects. I hoped that they would live well and continue to watch the windy, flowery and moonlit nights of this world through my eyes, and protect my family from wind and rain, because I was unable to take this responsibility and placed high hopes on them. I want to sort out my clothes, clean out all the items that I no longer wear or use, and leave myself with the fairy-like style, the most exquisite decoration, and become the most beautiful boy.
If there are really only 100 days left in life, and I would rather hypocritically find three or five more classic books to read, this time I would really slow down and enjoy them, look at the mountains, the water, the books, myself, and smell the ink on the pages. fragrant. If there are really only 100 days left in my life, I will take out all the money, buy the things that should be bought, keep the money that should be kept, cancel all the accounts, change the signature to say goodbye, and just get drunk for a while. Get caught in the heavy rain and leave without any distractions.
If I really only have 100 days left to live, I will perfect my vest line, build a 1.8-meter long-legged horse, make beautiful pillows, and give them to my relatives and friends one by one as a token of my memory. Leave your highlight moments in the world. Even if it is a tombstone, you should place distinctive photos. You may even want to arrange a series of your own funeral. The atmosphere must be cheerful and happy. If I really only have a hundred days left to live, I want to travel across thousands of mountains and rivers, see all the beautiful scenery in the limited time, and travel around the world in 80 days, not to mention that I have 100 days, which is enough! If I really only have 100 days left in my life, I will go to a Michelin restaurant for a luxurious stay, experience bungee jumping, skydiving, paragliding, diving, etc. The city that never sleeps does not return home, and I will try to be a completely disobedient person.
If there is really only 100 days left in life and there is no time to have children and raise children, is there still time to love? I want to bravely confess, boldly pursue, and bravely love. It only concerns myself and does not ask for results. I want to be as passionate as a moth to a flame. "...I don't care about the ups and downs outside. What I want in my heart is you. I just want to be with you. I want to You see clearly my determination, believe in my tenderness, and understand the love I give you...and I give it all without reservation...I will love you thousands of times in my life." In the 100 days of the hypothetical, as long as I can love, I will love you enough, and then Wearing a wedding dress once, one's wedding dress is also beautiful.
Yes, these are my desires and pursuits. I always want to wait for the right time, place, people and people to be favorable. It is precisely because I use conventional thinking to judge life as more than 100 days that I dare to be so bold. Imagine 100 days. There are only three more than one hundred days in a year, how many more years and hundreds are there? I don’t dare to convert, I can’t bear to think about it. No matter whether it is fiction or reality, it is flowing every second. When looking at the mobile phone, reading a book, falling asleep and staying in bed, towards 100 days, 200 days, 1 year, 10 years. Marching on the ground, silently, sighing at the wasted time and aging, this is an irresistible fact. At the beginning of the new year, it is taken for granted that this is the beginning of the year, and there is a lot of time to make all arrangements. However, the first quarter is about to end, and the 100 days of 2021 will pass by in an understatement, and I still have lingering fears. I can't reconcile the panic hidden in my heart, what a white cloud and a dog's life!
If life really only has 100 days, and after today there are only 99 left, and the three-digit number suddenly reaches two digits, and it will also reach one digit, the critical moment will eventually come, what kind of life can Accept it calmly? It must be a life that is truly lived without regrets. Will I have it? It’s not the time to sum up life yet, but it is necessary to introspect and reflect, and then move towards a better future and welcome a more calm self.
Give yourself a sense of urgency, as if there are really only 100 days in life, and there are only 99 days left tomorrow. Think carefully, think carefully, and then act immediately. Don’t wait until it’s too late. It's too late, time makes people grow old and die, don't leave regrets in vain and become a life that you can't live with! 99 days, 98 days, 97 days... tick tick tick...