Life
"That's life... that's life...I tell you I can't deny it
I thought of quitting, baby, but my heart just ain't gonna buy it
And if I didn't think it was worth one single try
I'd jump right on a big bird and then I'd fly... that's life... that's life..."
My quiet room resounded with Frank Sinatra's singing voice in the very old song "That's
life". In the midst of the night, listening to the repeating chorus "That's life! That's life!", I
suddenly want to look back upon the life I have been through and attempt to answer a
question that just pops up in my mind: "What is life?".
I still remember that a friend of mine used to raise the same question when she was
absolutely frustrated and even lost the passion for life after a failure in career due to her
credulity. She asked disappointedly: "What is life? Without me, what life will be?".
At that
time, life, for her, was no more no less the miseries; and with a pessimistic eye, she
viewed life as dark as black whereas happy people usually view life as beautiful as pink.
She said she no longer trusted anybody because life had given her a profound lesson
about trust and deceit; and it was not true that we reaped as we sowed. In fact, life
might be nice for this one but might be cruel for another one.
Very often, I hear many people say: "That's life" whenever alluding to something that
never contains only joys and happiness; because, as what they think, life is virtually a
battle in which everybody has to struggle for survival and self-defense, or else life will be
trampling on them. Also, they say: "That's life! In order to adapt well to...
Good analysis
I think the writer has made clear points.
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