Life is like a cloudy sky. Never are we able to deter the clouds from blocking the sun.
Nor can we predict what will happen to us in the next minute. Sadness and woes may be around us in a sudden. They are like clouds, dispersing and gathering, pretty fickle.
A traffic accident may deprive our family members of their lives. We may be killed by building collapsing and so on. Once we are shrouded in clouds of unhappiness, we only have a way out. We should pull away the clouds inside our hearts, just like what the sun always does. When it is covered by a large amount of clouds, it tries its best to give off a flash of light through the clouds. The light which gleams in the sky surely finds its way to reveal the entire face of the sun.
Hope is the flash of light. We implant hopes in our hearts, carrying on our lives to strive for those goals. Certainly, we will see the enchanting bridge of rainbow after the clouds.