Do you know how to cherish something only after you have lost it? Is it true that a person cannot be happy alone? Am I overestimating myself...
It's not that I haven't looked forward to family affection; it's not that I haven't been sincere about love; it's not that I haven't worked hard for friendship; it's not that I haven't struggled with life…
If the world is without me, who will feel sorry for me? If I existed in the world, who would be happy for me?
Why do you always pin your happiness on others? Am I not mature enough or brave enough?
I don't have many requirements for life, I just hope that this time around I can make everyone around me a little happier. So can I, too, be quietly happy?