Buddha said: Living in this world is like being among thorns! If the heart does not move, people will not move rashly, and if they do not move, they will not be hurt. If the heart is beating, people will move rashly, hurting their bodies and hurting their bones, and then they will experience all kinds of pain in the world.
I thought that I was the sun praised by everyone in the world. As long as I was there, I could make all things grow and the sun shine on every inch of grass. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shine into your heart. Love is too difficult. Is your heart made of stone?
I am just a speck of dust in the world, not as elegant as a flower, not as refined as a green leaf, not even as transparent as the dewdrops in the morning, so I don't need your shining, because even without the sun, dust can still live strongly in all things, while flowers and plants will wither if they leave. So I am just a humble me, I am willing to hide in the small world and watch you secretly, as long as I look at you. Love is too painful, can you be careless?