Chapter 27 it's my turn next time

A friend came to our house for a chat and mentioned that his sister had passed away not long ago. "When my sister died, I cried so much more than when my mother died," he said. I felt very puzzled, so I asked him, "Is your relationship with your sister better than your relationship with your mother?" He replied, "No! It's just that when I think of my sister's death and it will be my turn next time, I feel sad and heartbroken. When my mother died, I thought of my sister standing in the way. It won't be my turn so soon, and now even the people in the way are gone!" After the friend finished speaking, we were deeply touched, and we sat and drank tea silently.

The impermanence of life is indeed shown in this way. Like a river, every fallen leaf will fall into the river. The so-called wise people are not immortal people, but people who are awake when watching the fallen leaves fall.