I always think that I am a happy person, because I can always live my life as I want... Dad, my mother will never force me to do anything I don't like on the pretext of loving me... So I don't have to learn piano, chess, calligraphy, calligraphy, painting, or English for the Mathematical Olympiad... I'm seriously partial to subjects... I didn't get into a key university (but it doesn't matter, anyway, for a lazy person like me, don't expect me to go to the postgraduate entrance examination, I can still eat and sleep well in a third-rate school)... They never blame me... They think I am the best...
I thought that life would be so happy, but... Well, how much happiness in the world is ruined by this "but"... Buddha, God... Why don't you let me continue to be happy...