A Lakebed Party - Life is Too Short

The autumn leaves represented
as they should be- elegant shapes, colours, and poses......
I was glad that I could sit near the lovely tree closely
at noon.

I gazed the Xuan Huong Lake
It's the first time I looked at her so much since the water was pulled out
Few people were walking on the lakebed; they were small as ants
The grasses were still there even the bed was looked dry
Maybe the image of the shining lake always exists as a comparison
I didn't feel disgust as before and just looked at the scene
It's like we seldom to see the essence of one thing
We lose in the surface (as the dreamy beauty of the lake) easily
and haven't thought that what's the most basic existence (but how?)

So we keep dancing and being drunk
we escape the awaking time
and never ask ourself to think deeper...?!
Yes, should we think so much
since life is too short...?!
.
I sipped a cup of tea slowly
and a piece of news flew in my mind
that was many years ago, in Taiwan, two gifted students, studied in a topest high school committed sucide. One conjecture was because of their potential identities of lesbians;
and the other one was because they read Nietzsche's works.

What kind of philosophy we should choose?
If life is too short but pain is too strong sometimes, how we do? (do we have choices?)
How we develop the braveness and
how we could light up people's life meanwhile?

***
A traveler told me he didn't like to drink so much in so many parties in Vietnam.
I was glad to feel he has a piece of similar quality of me
I think I am not a party animal at all (will I?)
''I think I am too serious and you see what I am reading...'' I told him smilingly
We had a short talk but it's a good time
He was a guy tried to know my ideas sincerely
no indifference, no unreal projects on me...
I hope he was satisfied at the meeting
since life is too short.

In the clear moony night, the tree by the lake is still as she is.