Money makes this world too beautiful. People have exquisite looks, noble temperament, abundant materials, and convenient lives. Beautiful perfection is so touching, and people greedily hope for happiness. I extravagantly hope for the kindness of people, the love of husband and wife, the longevity of elders, and the understanding of younger generations. All the wars and killings, conspiracies and calculations, partings between life and death, betrayal and family separation, are filtered into distant corners. No one wants to think of it, and no one wants to receive it. In such a world, some of the people around you are pitiful and some are hateful. Most are kind and worthy of blessing.
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