What makes you so poor?

Of course they are poor, and they also complain that the rich are petty. If the balance of measuring the world is tilted, how should the standard of judging right and wrong be defined?

Of course, you are poor, and you rightfully accuse others of not being generous enough. You have no ability to make yourself rich, but you have the energy to exploit the wealth of people around you. You think the world is unfair. You are jealous of the rich second generation who have no worries about food and clothing, and even vilify them from the bottom of your heart more than once. You think they are uneducated poor people who do whatever they want with their family money. You package yourself well, smeared with self-righteous lofty thoughts, and shouldered with arrogant disdain. However, you are not qualified to measure the world. You see yourself as different, thinking that you are an elf far away from the secular world, but in fact you are the most vulgar and unreasonable wretch.

At the class reunion, this once unremarkable girl became the brightest "star". As a student, she was taciturn and unsmiling. In my memory, she is a girl who likes to study in a quiet corner. She is clean and pure, with ear-length short hair and wearing a sports school uniform. In the eyes of most people, she is an ordinary girl, but she is such an ordinary "dispensable" person. When she was about to graduate,

Her family is in the real estate business, and her busy parents seldom have time to accompany her. In her mind, nannies appear far more frequently than parents. Even so, she still has no deep-rooted rebellion. She is well-cultivated, harmonious, unpretentious and rich. Even if she has plenty of food and clothing, she will work and study. In her eyes, making money by herself is more comfortable than spending parents' money.

Her parents are rich, but even so, as a daughter, she cannot take it for granted. She believes that when she has the ability, she must rely on her hands to support her expenses. Her parents have countless money, but those heavy capitals didn't fall from the sky. She understands how hard her parents work and life is not easy.

Her parents started from scratch and worked day and night to get today's wealth. She doesn't worry about food and clothing. She is a real princess in the eyes of others, but the bitterness of life can only be truly understood by those who are in it. Her family is very complicated. There are lazy uncles, grandmothers who prefer sons to daughters, unreasonable grandfathers and passers-by, who cling to her house like vampires and want something for nothing. She hates this atmosphere. Parents are tired of running around, struggling on the edge of public opinion and struggling in this world. She has seen the faces of these people, and they just take it for granted.

My parents bought a house for my grandparents. They should have enjoyed their old age, but their lazy uncles and passers-by attached to their relatives broke everything. They think that the rich should sympathize with the poor, and the rich should not help the poor, which is morally corrupt. I don't know how this distorted outlook on life came into being, but many people have this idea. People like to think from their own standpoint, and the direction of favoritism is always inclined to themselves.

My uncle is so selfish that she doesn't like him at all. My mother introduced countless jobs to my uncle. My uncle was either fired or didn't want to work. He wants to wake up naturally every day, do nothing and get a high salary. He spent three days fishing and two days drying nets. Even if he got married, he asked his mother for money. Once her mother refused, she complained to her grandparents that her daughter was a baiwenhang, so rich and stingy that she didn't know how to take care of her family. Is it a sin to have money? If I have money, I will pay for your laziness. If I have money, I will constantly sacrifice myself and realize your daydream.

Her grandparents have a bad temper. They always quarrel with their parents over trifles. They have a bunch of relatives and friends who need jobs, and they always ask their father to arrange jobs for them. Once their father refuses, their grandparents will argue that they can't live. They took a fancy to their face and felt that their promising son should give them face gold. There is nothing wrong with having money to help people around you, but who can guarantee that they will not let the company go bankrupt without their ability?

Of course they are poor, and they also complain that the rich are petty. If the balance of measuring the world is tilted, how should the standard of judging right and wrong be defined?

She sat in an inconspicuous place staring blankly. The box was very lively, but she was very quiet. After the reunion, all expenses are AA. She opened her purse and took out the meal. Classmates saw the black card in her wallet and complained that she was stingy and couldn't pay all the expenses with money. She was silent, with a faint smile on her lips. She is rich, so naturally she should pay the bill. She knows better than anyone that the gentlest sympathy will push your luck. In that case, why did she push herself into an irreparable abyss?

If I have money, do I owe the world? If I have money, should I pay for you of course? You know, money is not paper blown by the wind, so it is not easy to survive. Why be poor and confident?