A Person of Worth Brings Happiness, and Cultivation Bestows Temperament
Tell yourself that if there is no God, you are your own God; tell others that luck is rare, and you must cherish yourself. On the road of life, you cannot master yourself, cannot grasp yourself, and you will be carried away by the waves, and let yourself drift. On the journey of life, if you don't take care of yourself, don't pity yourself, you will exhaust yourself and damage yourself. Even if others give you good advice, you must implement it yourself; even if others give you more care, you must value it yourself. Life is in you.
Happiness is not about how big the house is, but about how sweet the laughter in the house; happiness is not about how luxurious the car you drive, but about being able to drive the car safely home; happiness is not about how beautiful your lover is, but about how brilliant your lover's smile is; happiness is not about how enthusiastic you cheer when you succeed, but about someone saying to you when you are disappointed: Don't fall down, friend; happiness is not about hearing so many sweet words, but being able to have someone say to you when you are sad: I'm here for you.
A person has a sense of proportion, there is happiness; a person has cultivation, there is temperament; a person has love, there is kindness; a person is calm, there is composure. Random mood can be calm, diligent life can be brilliant, broad-minded life can be happy. Life, how much calculation there is, there is how much pain; how much tolerance there is, there is how much joy. Pain and joy are reflections of the heart, like what is in the mirror, determined by the things in front of the mirror.
Life is about quality, not about material. There is no unfairness in the world, only an unfair heart. Don't complain, don't hate, be tolerant of everything, past events are like smoke. Treasure your current life, happiness is in your side. A chance encounter is a smile, from now on no longer care about ancient people. Meeting a smile is the first medicine to nourish the heart, eyebrows are full of worry is the first steel knife to kill yourself. Greedy, cross the sea without time, passing clouds and fleeting winds, laugh at whom?
