Some time I'm curious that, if everyone is going to die, then what's the point of living?
Even when we live, we done a lot, we study a lot, we work hard, we earn a lot, we have a lot of friends, we have enjoyable life...
all but as dust being blown away when we become deceased
I can't help myself feeling empty about things around us
Hollowness is what I feel always
Shopping、chatting、yam cha、happy hour、唱K、喝酒、性愛...
When we shop, we chat, we drink tea, we have happy hour, we sing karaoke, drink with friends, sex...
we might feel enjoying when it's going on
but no matter how enjoying, everything will become the pass doesn't it?
memories seems to be excuse for filling hollowness doesn't it?
Then what's the point of living?
I feel that life is but a responsibility that we all must carry out
we are taught to respect others, be polite... (to be continue)
English translation= direct translate >.<