What is the meaning of life? Recently, this question has often appeared in my mind, and then I came across a passage that said everyone will die; it's not a matter of probability but a matter of time. In a lifetime, there are three phrases: we come inexplicably, live helplessly, and die without understanding. A hundred years from now, there will be neither you nor me; we will eventually be forgotten completely by the world, just as if we had never been here. We struggle for a lifetime, taking nothing with us, and we are persistent for a lifetime, but we cannot take away a trace of love, hatred, or resentment. Upon hearing this, remember to leave a message: treat yourself well and live your life.