Davidzhu

Let me tell you a true story: last night around 11 pm, I picked up a gorgeous woman in a neighborhood. Oh my god! She had fair skin, was pretty, had long legs, and was very young – an absolute stunner. As soon as she got in the car, I was hit with the scent of perfume that left me dazed. Then, she got out of the car in front of a hotel. I took a look at the hotel's standards, and even the cheapest rooms started at 1680... I suddenly felt that people with money really do eat better! The standards of this hotel were absolutely beyond the reach of ordinary people. I guessed that this woman was probably the companion of some rich guy or the mistress of someone wealthy. After all, people who can afford to stay in a hotel like this usually have an extraordinary identity and status. I suddenly felt that I was really ordinary and mundane. My life, my job, my income – everything was so ordinary and mundane. In comparison, this woman's life was like a dream, so luxurious and romantic. However, as an ordinary person, I didn't have anything to envy. After all, money can buy many things, but it can't buy happiness and joy. True happiness and joy still need to be pursued and created by oneself.