My high school classmate, a young life, came to an end not long ago. Death comes to me so near again and deliberately to show me the fragile nature of life. It once again lets me to ponder about the meaning of life.
Everybody knows that "we're all going to die, and it's just a matter of time", but few keep it in mind. Perhaps that's why Russell once wrote that "a certain awareness of the ends of human life" is an indispensable portion of wisdom. When fear and despair take the full control over reason, to die seems to be a good option. So reason alone cannot prevent one to choose that option. "On the one hand, by knowing things somewhat remote in time or space, and, on the other hand, by giving to such things their due weight in our feelings" we might broaden our mind and our feelings, and ergo prevent letting fear and despair take the control.
Most of the world is in peace now, and the country is growing. And there is no tyranny to fight against. It's suitable to take a lighthearted attitude towards life. Forget the burden, forget the stress. "人生就像是在旅行,在乎的不是目的地,而是沿途的风景和看风景的心情." So, one part of meaning of life, it seems to me, is to experience and feel everything--the human, the world and the universe.
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