Can you guarantee that tomorrow will definitely be sunny or rainy? Can you guarantee that you won't slip when you go out today? Can you guarantee that the person who receives the flowers will definitely return a smile? Who dares to guarantee everything, who dares to guarantee tomorrow, or even the next second? No one, not even God. The Buddha never speaks; he only accepts worship from people.
We cannot guarantee our own health or existence tomorrow. We cannot guarantee that we won't lose our loved ones or mothers tomorrow. We cannot guarantee that the foundations we have built over many years won't be destroyed overnight. We cannot guarantee that we will never doubt what we have always believed in. Such is the unpredictability of life. People live in risk and crisis.
Take me for example, who would have known that the skin admired by middle school students would suddenly break out with acne repeatedly? Who would have known that as a tomboy-like child, dark, ugly, thin, and dry, I would grow up to be completely different? Who would have known that someone without talent, who sings off-key, could now look somewhat presentable? Who would have known that the pitiful child of divorced parents, even disliked by relatives, could now be living better than anyone else? Who would have known that ten years ago, no boy pursued me, shy and self-conscious, but now there are gentlemen willing to take good care of me? Who would have known that after inflation and rising prices, my savings are no longer something to be proud of?
But now I know, I understand: what should be cherished, what is worth it. As long as I don't make mistakes in the major direction of life, it's fine. But it's a bit regrettable that I realized this too late.
Our generation hasn't suffered hardships nor enjoyed real blessings. My mother and I are getting older day by day, and my dog will say goodbye to me in less than ten years. Spend less time on beauty and fitness, and do what you're really interested in (I like music, movies, reading, traveling). Don't bother with those you're embarrassed to say goodbye to. I almost never let myself be stuck in traffic, and I don't shop during peak hours. If I can't sleep, I get up and write a diary, at least leaving something behind. I cherish all emotions, if everything goes well, then there's no sense of beauty.
Girls who can't stand breakups and think the world is dark, what do you want to do? Isn't it worth celebrating when an unworthy person leaves? Say goodbye to the wrong ones, bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. There's still mom at home hoping to see your smile.
Also, don't hang out with those who look like bitter cucumbers after breakups, comparing who's worse. The more you compare, the worse it gets, creating a vicious cycle. And men leaving, are they all bad guys? How can they live happily with others?
My words are always sharp but useful. Think about them quietly at night. I cherish my girlfriends dearly. Women, treat yourself well first, and you'll be treated well. I hope you all are happy, my sisters near or far.
If tomorrow you were to die, and everything would disappear, would anyone feel no regrets? Tears in heaven must be more than on earth, all tears of regret. Regret - is the most painful thing in the world!
I'd rather the mistakes were made by others, sorry was said by others, I don't want to regret alone. Because others' mistakes are already predetermined and happened, while mine could have been turned around but weren't done well.
Who hasn't regretted? But who has learned from their mistakes and not repeated them? If there were regret pills, each milligram would be more expensive than tons of saffron, cordyceps, imported wagyu beef.
Money is something every normal person loves. We spend our days chasing and spending money. So, the biggest use of money is to spend it! Turn those pieces of paper into what you need, want, and give to others.
I can't stand some men (barely calling them that), who even count three or five yuan. Oh my god, are you begging? Men, they are steel, iron, sky, and earth. How many males these days deserve to be called men? Men should be adaptable, generous, patient, and dignified. A successful man needs several qualities: having no concept of money; not caring about trivial matters, thinking long-term; not seeking attention and talking too much; having ambition and principles; looking at today's matters with tomorrow's perspective.
My mom once said, those who love to spend money know how to make money. Loving to spend money is absolutely not a flaw. Wealth isn't saved up. Desire leads to action. When we buy something, how many people actually need it? Aren't we just wanting it?
I used to be quite greedy for money, which was quite selfish. Thinking about recent years, I've almost eaten out every day, in big and small hotels, various restaurants, even in Beijing, Changsha, Guangdong. But what I've provided for my mom, what I've bought for her, is less than 1/20 of that. Why didn't anyone tell me these truths before? Would I want to repeat my mistakes? Every time I think of my grandmother, I wish I could trade my life for her happy old age.
As someone closer to 30 than 20, I've only now understood this truth. It's sad, maybe a bit late, but it's not too late yet.
For those who leave home to work, chase dreams, and drift, are the hard times and meager salaries worth being away from family? After chasing for half a lifetime, they find what they got isn't what they wanted. That's ironic, isn't it? Otherwise, why do most suicides happen among those with decent economies? Who is so poor they commit suicide? Have you ever heard of such a case?
And that gasoline, if you can afford it, just fill up. Don't complain about the price. The most expensive thing is spending tens of thousands on a car, but having no gas available, making it less useful than an electric bike. Isn't that what's happening in France?
And that air, those tourist attractions, enjoy them if you can. Years of severe pollution on Earth can't be reversed in decades. If you haven't been to Jiuzhaigou, don't lament. There's still Inner Mongolia, Xinjiang, Tibet.
And vegetables, they're so fragrant, stop eating so much meat. In the future, they'll be more expensive, and fresh ones will be fewer.
And children, don't force yourselves to have more. In the past, it was for carrying on the family name. But look at this planet, this economic situation, this fierce competition, and this despicable human nature. Don't let so many children suffer.
What makes me angriest is when people tell me, "Eat Xiaobao chestnuts? They're so expensive, other brands taste the same." Are you kidding me? How much can they cost? You can't even eat 20 yuan worth! If it's not a significant amount, it doesn't even count as an "account". If it's not an account, what are you calculating?
I can't stand people using calculators in supermarkets to figure out which product is better, multiplying and dividing.
And some families with multiple shopping cards, after swiping, they have piles of cards left with less than 0.2 yuan remaining, and they keep swiping in the supermarket.
And during rush hours on important roads, accident cars blocking the street, just scraping the bumper a little, causing so many people to be unable to return home on time. These people are worse than thieves.
Why not enjoy those moments instead? There are many things more absurd, but I won't write them here. It might seem like I'm cynical about the world, but I'm not. I live more clearly than anyone.
Those who call me pessimistic, you're all brainless. Is there anyone more optimistic than me?
If you read my words and find them reasonable, take your mom and your partner out for a delicious or fresh meal this weekend. Even if it costs half a month's salary, and even if they don't appreciate your kindness and say you're wasting money, you'll still feel good inside, right?
Starting this weekend, I will change myself again. Cosmetics, shoes, clothes, jewelry will no longer be luxurious.
Life is about eating and drinking, ha. If the mirror shows a smiling you, you'll be happier.
Cherish what's ahead while valuing what belongs to you, what doesn't belong to you, all the people, pets, or items you care about and love.
This is purely a random talk, ethics without logic, not literature. It's more like advice to myself than preaching to others.
October 22, 2010