There is a saying in China - "The most difficult thing is not to encounter, but to reunite". At the moment you meet someone, the switch of counting down towards farewell is on. Nobody knows when it will come and nobody can stop it to happen. It is settled a long time ago. There is a poem of my love, it is in Chinese but has an English version. The name of the poem is "A Tree in Bloom”.
How do I let you meet me,
At my most beautiful moment.
I beseeched the Buddha for five hundred years,
I beseeched him to let us meet in earthly life.
Buddha let me become a tree,
Growing on the roadside that you pass by every day.
Under the sunlight,
It carefully bloomed with flowers all over,
Every bloom is my longing from a previous life.
When you come near,
Please listen carefully,
Those shivering leaves,
Are the passion of my waiting.
And when you finally passed by unawares
Those that fell off and covered the ground,
Those are not flower petals,
Those are my withering heart.
Beautiful isn't it. The most precious thing in the world is not to encounter someone, but the moment before that, because you never know how your life is going to change after that moment. It could be one week, or for the rest of your life. Every encounter is unpredictable yet destined, every person in your life or has been in your life is reasonable no matter if he/she makes you happy or sad. Some taught you to love, some taught you to move on, some taught you to be yourself, and some taught you never look back…
When there is an encounter, there must be a farewell waiting. Maybe I am too passive, but I am always ready for the moment that is yet to come. We all hate farewell, and we will never be good at farewell, but we are used to it. Some would say the farewell is for the better encounter in the future. To some point it is, but when you actually meet again, would everything be the same as it used to be? I doubt it because the thing that never changes is to change itself. So when things change, some choose to try to fix it, some would rather lose it for good than witness it fading away day by day. Unfortunately, I am the latter.
I always have a hypothesis, some encounters are good, and some are bad, there are also some are bittersweet. So is the result relevant to the ending? Or in another word, I will still take the example of the beloved city, if you meet someone you really love during traveling, but you did not have much time to be with each other, it is the reality that separates you, but the memory you had was all good. So this shall be defined as “a good encounter”, however, if you can be together, will the memory still be as good as the former situation? I guess there will not be an answer for that, because there are only results in life, no “if I could have …”
I firmly believe the time has been settled of every person you meet, when to start and when to end. When it is not time yet, you wouldn’t lose the person no matter what you do, but when it is time, it is just gone. Even if you were just looking at that person and smiling, it is gone and will never be back. I used to be hysterical when that moment came, and I did everything to get it back, but the more I tried, the faster it vanished. So I stopped, like a crying kid watching her favorite teddy bear floating on the river and goes to the sea.
Life is short, we all say that, so when the person comes, do not rush, come closer and closer, and say “hi, here you are”. And when she/he needs to leave, say no more but “Thank you for the time you spent with me”. The best reward in an encounter would be when you are about to be apart forever, someone tells you:“Tack,
It is enought no matter what in the end.