I think: suppose a neighbor we know spends hundreds of thousands of dollars because of illness, and our life becomes tense. No matter how you think about it, you feel that you have no money, but you still have to make more money. This sense of crisis stems from our long-term instability and lack of wealth and security.

Or worry about the house, medical care, old-age care or children going to school. That kind of panic is as deeply engraved in the soul of each of us as our genes, and we dare not be lazy. We also like material comforts, such as eating, drinking and having fun, including fame and fortune to show our happiness.

I like to judge happiness according to the superiority of others. It can even be said that you have never enjoyed the material itself, but enjoyed the superiority brought by the material. This superiority makes you want to compare, even hurt, and always want to surpass each other.

People never know that a person's happiness lies not in the praise and praise from the outside, but in his own inner evaluation system. Therefore, living is more tiring than anyone else, always indulging in a false reputation and not being happy.

Of course, this innate sense of crisis is still related to the phenomenon that the weak and the strong lack social dignity and disobey rules.