Big-name stars are happy, and being the focus of people satisfies their vanity, but trivial Mathilde can also be satisfied in illusory imagination.
A philosopher said: I don't live for life, I live for happiness, by the way. Maybe someone will ask: What are you happy about when people are dead? "Between Andrew's mansion and thousands of rooms, all the poor people in the world are smiling, and the wind and rain are as still as a mountain! Oh! Suddenly I saw this house in front of me, and I froze to death alone! " Are these words "immortal" against one's will? Beethoven once said: My art should benefit mankind. How happy I should be to be close to this! I'm afraid Beethoven didn't just want to get a good reputation. In fact, it is this kind of happiness that forgets me that is a high-level happiness. The life of these people is full of sweetness and joy, because their hearts are pure and noble. The sword body is happy for its own impetuousness, and the hilt is satisfied with its own existence for others, and it is also a kind of happiness to pay.