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I always feel that I am a contradictory person - I have the indifference of Buddhism in my bones, I don't fight for things in the world, I just let things take their own course, but I have an uncontrollable enthusiasm for "listening to stories". I like to listen to people around me chatting about life, and I am also willing to pick up the occasional snippets from strangers. I never judge what is right or wrong in the story, because whenever the plot unfolds, I will always be involved in it unconsciously, as if standing at their crossroads, feeling the same struggle and anxiety, being happy for their joy and feeling sad for their regrets. Over the years, I have heard too many stories: some people gave up their dreams for their families, some struggled to support themselves in the trough, and some were torn between love and hate. I can always accept these plots calmly, and I sincerely feel sorry for those who are ups and downs over the years. We are just one of all living beings. We all experience joys and sorrows in our own lives, and no one's life is smooth sailing. The so-called "right" and "wrong" are the product of different positions. If you have never experienced other people's plight and understood their helplessness, you are not qualified to criticize easily. Of course, I am not condoning harm. Those "bad seeds" who are born with a lack of empathy and enjoy hurting others are always worthy of vigilance. However, the vast majority of people are trying their best to find light in their own mud. This contradiction between Buddhism and enthusiasm may be the way I get along with the world: accepting differences with indifference, and embracing every stage of life with empathy.