Confusion is happiness.

Everyone has a kind heart and can tolerate anything.

There is also a vicious heart that can be wiped out.

With friends, there is no mutual affection,

Competing with family, without warmth,

Fighting with colleagues is cruel and dishonest.

Too smart, close to others and far from others,

Too concerned about things around you, complaints and anger,

Make everything clear,

Cheap benefits must be accepted,

In the end, I lost my heart and humiliated myself.

There is no harm in being confused about money and interests.

Confused in the calculation of human feelings, without conscience,

Don't worry about being confused in the struggle for fame and fortune.

Get lost in gossip, don't tire your ears,

Good, this is your intention, no, don't worry,

It's cheap. It's yours. You should hide it. No, you should stay away.

It is not a fool to scribble, but it is a fool to haggle over every ounce.

No one is perfect, everyone has his own selfishness.

Although I will envy, envy and hate,

But deep down, everyone wants to stay away from right and wrong and be happy.

A true wise man is neither too clever nor too scheming.

But stupid, kind, kind.

Only when children are confused can they be carefree.

Only when the old man is confused can he support his life.

Only those in between are the most tiring,

Because of too much pursuit, because of greed, because of organ failure.

Be a man, you can't laugh until you are satisfied.

Being a man, being confused is a good blessing.