When I was a child, I liked to eat and walk. I would nibble an apple on the way to school, and pick up a handful of melon seeds when I visited the house. There are no rules and restrictions but I am happy. As I grow up, it seems to become more and more difficult to be happy. Maybe I have become more sophisticated in my food cravings. I have more mental activities and meet more people, but my memory is getting less and less. I don't want to forget myself or them. The motivation to wander around in the past for happiness may also be the motivation to move bravely into the future.
Purpose: Pay attention to self-growth