If you compare emotions to a house, then I think the most important thing is material. If you remove this foundation, beauty will be fleeting, and indestructible will be nothing more than the smoke of the past.
Only through ups and downs can you feel the true meaning of life.
Many times, we treat him as a friend, tell him our sad stories, and feel that we can tell him everything. However, in the end, he just thinks that you are an insignificant passerby. Am I too stupid, or am I too stupid.