If one day I do die, will you feel heartache?

Your relatives, your friends, and the people you change will be very heartbroken, can you bear to see the people you love and the people who love you ache, each of us is unique in the world, no one can replace anyone, everyone has his own value, and living well is the last word.

No. Because if you die, it's really over, and no one will remember you, and even if you do, it won't change much because of you!

Maybe your loved ones will, but that's just buried in your heart, and when they're gone, who will be heartbroken about your departure, and don't care too much about your status in the eyes of others.

The act of seeking death and life will only be despised!

If you really want to die, don't say it!

Otherwise, if you don't have the courage to die, how will you end up, even if you really die, your behavior of seeking death and life will be spurned!

Thinking about dying at such a young age, who are you worthy of? Think about it, I still have so many meaningful things to do, and I want to die. I am born to be useful, everyone has everyone's value, and it is easy to say death before realizing one's own value, who is worthy of?

And the world is very big, anyone can live without it, there is no need to care so much!

Everything will pass, no one has one life, don't care about others.

People have compassion and will be sad. Although the epidemic is repeated now, life is not easy, so you have to live, and there is hope in life! No matter how difficult it is, you have to get through it!

Yes, I hope you will live well, because there will be people in this world who will feel sorry for you in addition to your friends and family.

I will be sad, but I hope you can face the bumps and the bumps that you can't change as soon as possible.

What's the matter, everyone dies and someone will feel sorry for him, there are parents and relatives and lovers, so friends should be good, don't be sad for people who don't love you.

If one day I'm going to die, I don't want to die with regret and guilt. I'm thinking deeply, thinking about what I used to be, thinking deeply about what I am now, and thinking more deeply about what might happen to me in the future.

Now I belong to the same person I used to be, and everything I did in the past is vivid. The reason why I exist now is because I reflect on the past. Reflection is the present me, and there is no more real and worthy of recalling the past and thinking about the future than the current me.

If one day I'm going to die, then I should put an end to all regrets and guilt at this moment. Shame on the timely compensation of others without regrets; Timely reflection on hurting others without leaving sentimentality; Blame others for their timely stop loss and do not leave accommodation; Those who slander or even hate others are immediately extinguished and do not regenerate; Hatred or even ridicule of others is immediately cut off and no longer happens; calculating and even taking advantage of the resolute blocking of others to leave no future troubles; Whoever takes revenge or even causes harm to others shall cease to do so without continuation. If the heart is at ease, then go to make up and stop loss.

If one day I am going to die, if I do everything I should do without regrets when I die, even if I face my own death, my heart must be peaceful and happy, and I will not regret or fear.

In my heart, the best way to die is to die happily and peacefully. Perhaps such a death belongs to the most blessed people, or perhaps such a death is prepared for those who are good, upright, have a conscience and are mindful.

What kind of state of mind you have at the moment of death determines the quality of your life in this life. When death comes, you are in a trance, fearful, anxious, anxious, frightened, restless, and unpossessed, then it can prove that the quality of your life in this life is low, lowly, and regretful.

I don't want to wait until I die to pray to God, I don't want to confess to the Buddha at the moment I am dying, and I don't want to wake up when I am facing death. Because I know what I did in the years before I died??

If a person really doesn't do anything wrong anymore, then why repent several times? Confession may have become the norm, and when you do something wrong, you know that you have to use repentance to cover up your sins, which is the best psychological comfort.

I believe that one day when I am going to die, my heart will be clean, worthy of me who is truly alive in this life, and it is worth it!

One day, I passed awayThose who hate me, danceThose who love me have tears like dew. The next day,My body was buried deep in the ground with its head facing westThose who hate me, look at my grave,With a smile on his face, someone who loves me,I didn't dare to look back at that. A year later, my bones were rottingMy grave is raining and windingPeople who hate me,Occasionally, when I am mentioned after dinnerStill with an annoyed face,Someone who loves me, in the dead of nightTo whom silent tears cried.

Ten years later, I had no bodyOnly a few bones remainedPeople who hate me,I only vaguely remember my nameHave forgotten my face,O man who loves me so muchWhen you think of me, there is a brief silenceLife blurs everything.

Decades later, my grave was blown away by the rain and windThere is only a barrennessThose who hate me, forget meSomeone who loves me to the fullestHe also followed into the tomb. To the world,I was completely nothing. I've struggled all my lifeYou can't take away a single grass or tree.

I've been obsessed all my lifecan't take away a bit of vanity and love.

In this life, whether rich or poorSomeday we have to come to this last step. In later generations, Huo Ran looked backMy life is in vain! I wanted to cry, but I couldn't make a soundI want to repent, but it's twilight!

Live with your heartDon't take other people's eyes as a yardstick. Love and hatred are actually only for themselvesIt's good to be happy every day. Cherish what your heart wants to cherish the mostThree thousand prosperous, a snap of a finger,A hundred years later, it's just a handful of yellow sand.