Life is only once for everyone, and the result is death, but the process is its own, and life experiences are not the same. Life is a journey, and there will be gains from struggle.

I dare not interpret life, I just want to tell you two stories.

A famous dancer, with a very successful career, is preparing to take part in an international competition. But just a few days ago, she was diagnosed with bone cancer. She faced two paths: amputation or death. As a dancer, losing your legs is like losing your life. She is in a dilemma. She doesn't want to, but what can she do? In the end, she chose the brilliance and beauty of that moment. When she stood on the stage, her steps were so light that she couldn't see that she was seriously ill. When she walked off the stage, she never stood up again. This is a true story. A lifetime of hard work has become a performance on the stage.

She defined the value of life as brilliance and brilliance in just ten minutes on stage.

I believe everyone must have seen butterflies. When beautiful butterflies are dancing among the flowers, have you ever thought that the life of butterflies is hard-won? God is fair. He gave butterflies wings to fly freely in the sky. But God is cruel. He gave butterflies wings and made them go through hardships. Butterflies come from pupae. When they struggle in pupae, they squeeze blood into their wings. There is nothing anyone can do but work hard. Butterflies can't fly without struggling. The beauty of butterfly is a kind of tragic beauty.

They, with a flying season, interpret the value of life as struggle and excitement.

In them, life is interpreted incisively and vividly. The value of life lies in striving for glory with unremitting efforts, and proving your value with lifelong efforts. If you can live as bright as summer flowers and die as beautiful as autumn leaves, then you will have no regrets in your life.

There will always be death in life. There is no immortality, but some are as heavy as Mount Tai and some are as light as a feather. Their life values are different. The result is the same, why not let yourself live a wonderful life? Like a moth to the fire, cicadas shed their shells; Like a match, it gives everything to support a bright lamp. The value of moths and golden cicadas lies in flying, and the value of matches lies in burning. Everything has a price. Sometimes, the price is the whole life. This is the value of life.