This is a story about a brave young knight. He is 22 years old and his name is John. His mother died in childbirth, and his father died in the war, when he was only 5 years old. He was raised by his grandparents, when he grew up a little, because of the difficult and poor life, they sent him to a boarding school. All his life he was trained in the discipline of how to fight bravely in bloody battles. One day, his group of soldiers was attacked by a band of bandits. Unfortunately, everyone died except him. While returning to his castle, he stopped in a beautiful meadow. The sun was nowhere to be found, the clouds were as dark as his heart. His eyes were full of tears as he looked at the castle where he grew up. Then he remembered his childhood, while crying thinking about life, he realized that everything is fleeting and meaningless, just as King Solomon said in Ecclesiastes 4:1-4. Again I looked and saw all the oppression that was taking place under the sun: I saw the tears of the oppressed- and they have no comforter; power was on the side of their oppressors- and they have no comforter. 2 And I declared that the dead, who had already died are happier than the living, who are still alive. 3 But better than both is the one who has never been born, who has not seen the evil that is done under the sun. And I saw that all toil and all achievement spring from one person's envy of another. This too is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.
This is a story about a brave young knight. He is 22 years old and his name is John. His mother died in childbirth, and his father died in the war, when he was only 5 years old. He was raised by his grandparents, when he grew up a little, because of the difficult and poor life, they sent him to a boarding school. All his life he was trained in the discipline of how to fight bravely in bloody battles. One day, his group of soldiers was attacked by a band of bandits. Unfortunately, everyone died except him. While returning to his castle, he stopped in a beautiful meadow. The sun was nowhere to be found, the clouds were as dark as his heart. His eyes were full of tears as he looked at the castle where he grew up. Then he remembered his childhood, while crying thinking about life, he realized that everything is fleeting and meaningless, just as King Solomon said in Ecclesiastes 4:1-4. Again I looked and saw all the oppression that was taking place under the sun:
I saw the tears of the oppressed-
and they have no comforter;
power was on the side of their oppressors-
and they have no comforter.
2 And I declared that the dead,
who had already died
are happier than the living,
who are still alive.
3 But better than both
is the one who has never been born,
who has not seen the evil
that is done under the sun. And I saw that all toil and all achievement spring from one person's envy of another. This too is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.
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