What is seeing the world?

When I was in primary school, I envied those boys who were funny and made a splash among women.

When I was in junior high school, I envied those boys who rebelled against puppy love, smoked and splashed many friends.

In high school, I admired those tall and handsome boys. They could read, study well, play basketball, play the piano and sing.

When I arrived at the university, I envied the boys who became the ministers and presidents of the Student Union, talked and laughed in the crowd, and talked in Kan Kan, Kan Kan.

I used to think that even if I had seen the world, I later found out that it was not the eight-star hotel in Dubai or the scene of going to the Golden Hall in Vienna that really saw the world. The treasures and treasures at home can be traced back to thousands of years ago; I haven't seen many bottomless frauds, untold sufferings, humble or noble status, and too poor to compliment the rich.

It is not that people's eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and heart have experienced such intense sensory stimulation that they are meaningless and indifferent to everything in daily life.

It is understandable that the embarrassment of lack of money, the arrogance of the poor getting rich first, the shallowness of the frog in the well, the weak tolerance of the boaster, and all these arrogance, arrogance and inferiority have their reasons.

I don't envy the rich, I don't pity the poor, I don't flatter, I don't bully the weak, I'm not humble. It is normal to know the size of the world, to know your own smallness, to know the length of time, and to know the gains and losses. "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself."