When a person was born, he cried loudly, and he realized the suffering in the world. If he thought about it carefully, he would cry when he was born. People come in tears, but go in pain. Who can live in this life without a mess? It seems to be a glorious, but who can know the desolation behind it? It seems happy, but who knows the helplessness behind it?
Sometimes I wonder why there are so many sufferings in the world. No one knows and no one can explain it clearly. In just a few decades, some people have experienced more suffering than Coptis chinensis, and some people have experienced more difficulties than Ninety-Ninety-One. People work hard all their lives and run around, and the few pieces of silver they get can barely fill their stomachs. Everyone's life is not easy, and not everyone is struggling on the edge of life.
We are all people in the sea of suffering, don’t laugh at anyone, living your own life is the most important thing. Whoever does not have his own suffering and whoever does not have his own difficulties is just that others don’t know. You laugh at those who buy houses, who save money to pay their mortgages every month, but you don’t know that you are still running around for money. You laugh at those who can’t afford to get married, but you are scarred because of your emotions. The world is not a happy land, everyone has their own suffering, but they pretend to be strong on the surface, and no one can tell.
In the world, no one lives easily and lives easily. Everyone has their own sufferings, but everyone has different ways and attitudes toward suffering. Some people quarrel about their own sufferings, some people silently endure their own sufferings, and some people laugh at others' sufferings. Even if there are sufferings everywhere in the world, we must make joy in suffering and save ourselves. Only in this way can we continue to move forward.
The last poem is written as the ending:
The world is not a paradise,
There are suffering everywhere.
is a person of suffering,
Don’t laugh at anyone.
