Nao Noise Pinyin: guōzào.

I live in a bustling city and am surrounded by various sounds every day. The honking of cars, people talking and laughing, the noise of construction sites...these sounds are intertwined to form a unique urban symphony. However, in this noisy movement, there is one sound that particularly bothers me, and that is the noise. Noise is an existence that cannot be ignored. It is like a tireless cicada, constantly buzzing in your ears.

You can't calm down. It could be the cries of a street vendor, the blaring of a neighbor’s television, or even your own inner anxiety and uneasiness. Either way, it makes people feel restless. I have tried to resist this noise in various ways. I put on earplugs and tried to drown out the sounds with music. I closed the window and tried to shut out the world. But no matter how hard I try.

Those voices always find a way to penetrate my defenses, making it impossible for me to escape. I began to reflect, why do these sounds bother me so much? Is it because I'm tired of the hustle and bustle of the city, or because I can't accept the imperfections of this world? I discovered that the real reason was that I didn’t understand the world deeply enough. I started trying to understand the meaning behind these sounds. That street vendor's cry.

It is his love for life and dedication to work; the noisy sound of the neighbor's TV is their passion for life and care for their family; and the anxiety and uneasiness in my heart are actually my feelings for Future expectations and requirements for oneself. As I began to understand these sounds, I discovered that they were not as harsh as I had imagined. I began to accept the noise of this world. I know that these sounds are part of life.

It is an expression of the world. I cannot be troubled by their existence, but should be grateful for the inspiration and insights they have brought to me. I came to appreciate every sound in this urban symphony. I like the sound of car horns, because it tells me the rhythm of life; I like people's laughter, because it tells me the joy of life; I like the noise of construction sites, because it tells me the changes in life.