I Love Money

Limit to 500 words. I am a girl who lives in money. I like money, I love money. I have always acknowledged and persisted in this concept. It's all about money! It is the dynamic driving force of this society. I've always thought so. Because no matter how indifferent you are, how you put aside the clutter to study the so-called science. What you get in the end is money! I despise those people who talk about being indifferent to fame, money and status. Because that's just an excuse to hide what you want in your heart. When you deceive others, you also deceive yourself. Again, contradictory. I also despise those guys who talk about money. Their purpose is clear and simple - money. I wake up early every day, work hard at night, and struggle for money. What about me? What kind of person am I? My little boat was starting to lose its way. Searching in the sea, searching, looking for the lighthouse that can point me in the direction. However - the fog was too heavy, the night was too deep, or my boat was too small, I never found that bright spot. I gave up. I don't have enough confidence, belief. So I started chasing waves. So I exiled myself`````` Intention: