幸福只能从内心深处获得。

原文英文

If I had not met you, I would not have understood what it means to like someone. I would not have tried to guess or be curious whether you were happy or sad, would not have rejoiced in your happiness, nor worried in your sorrow. Even knowing you liked her, I would foolishly try to help you, foolishly tell you things about her past you never knew but wanted to know, and foolishly hope for your happiness. I would not have taken your school uniform to have her sign it on your left chest, nor would I nostalgically recall our desk-sharing moments after graduation, nor cherish your class album as a treasure. Yet, those days were truly joyful.

Life is like a book; it should have more remarkable details and fewer trivial words. Life is like a song; it should have more uplifting melodies and fewer sorrowful notes. Life is like a painting; it should have more bright colors and fewer dull shades.

Happiness can only be found within the heart, not in the place where you are. Some spend a lifetime saving to vacation on a foreign beach, only to return disappointed. Others can paddle joyfully even in flood-stricken areas and have endless fun.

Think thrice before acting to avoid regrets; this is a proper way to handle life. Yet, this approach can sometimes seem overly cautious. Conversely, acting first and reflecting later may yield greater rewards.

Because humans are never fully satisfied, life can never be entirely fulfilling. The more you desire, the more hardships you must endure. Life is not making things difficult for you; rather, you are making it difficult for yourself.