The world is not a pure land, everyone has his own suffering; we are all sad guests in the mortal world, don’t laugh at who is the poor one; fill the cup with the wine of forgetful love, no matter how heartless you are.

Living is actually really sad, but what makes us strong is still the power of love. Even though my heart has already collapsed, I still won’t let the people I love see the desolation.

What makes people cry in all the stories is not other people’s stories, but seeing one’s own past in the stories. We can deeply feel the pain in all the stories, every time Disaster, every adventure, every uneasiness, every time on the verge of collapse.

The human world is not a pure land, and life is also hard. Cultivate a pure heart and keep your eyes clear of dust.

The beauty of being a human being lies in simplicity, the beauty of human heart lies in kindness, the beauty of mood lies in happiness, and the beauty of mind lies in magnanimity. What people live is a state of mind and a kind of spirit; people live not only with more money but also with good mood.

A rich person may not have a smile on his face, and you don’t know his troubles; a person without money may not have a bad life, and you don’t know his little happiness. It doesn't matter if you wear gold and silver, or it doesn't matter if you are ordinary. As long as you are content, you will have nothing.

Being in the world of mortals, working hard for life every day, looking at the people on the bus who are struggling to survive every day, there will be an indescribable touch in my heart.