Everything has a schedule, and everything in the world has a schedule.

Live sometimes, die sometimes. Sometimes when planting, pulling out what is planted, and sometimes.

Killing sometimes, healing sometimes. Sometimes we demolish, sometimes we build.

Cry sometimes, laugh sometimes. Sometimes mourning, sometimes dancing.

Throwing stones sometimes, stacking stones sometimes. Sometimes embrace, sometimes not embrace.

Sometimes searching, sometimes losing. Conservative at times, abandoning at times.

Tears sometimes, stitches sometimes. Silence sometimes, words sometimes.

Love sometimes, hate sometimes. Sometimes there is war, sometimes there is reconciliation.

So, what benefit does a worker have in their labor?

I see that God has made people labor and trained them in it.

God created all things, and each one became beautiful according to its time. And he placed eternal life in the hearts of men. However, the actions of God from beginning to end cannot be understood by humans.

I know that no one is stronger than a lifetime of joy and good deeds.

And everyone eats and drinks, enjoying happiness in all his labor. This is also a gift from God.

I know that all that God does will endure forever, without any increase or decrease. God does this in order for people to have a reverence before him.

The current situation has existed for a long time. The future has already existed. And God will bring back the things that have already passed. (Or do and God will rediscover what has already happened)

I also saw wickedness in the judgment place under the sun. In righteousness, there is also evil.

I say in my heart, God will judge the righteous and the wicked. Because there, all kinds of affairs and work are scheduled.

I said in my heart, This is for the sake of mankind, that God will test them, so that they may feel that they are nothing but beasts.

Because what men suffer, so do beasts. Everything encountered is the same. How this one dies, so does that one. The breath is the same. Man cannot be stronger than beasts. All are void.

All in one place. They all come from dust, and they all belong to dust.

Who knows that the spirit of a person rises, and the soul of a beast goes down to the earth?

Therefore, when I see someone, Mo Qiang is as happy as in his business. Because this is his score. Who can bring him back to see what is happening behind him?