When the tribulation comes, life falters, you don't know who loves you when you're sick, you don't know who you love when you're drunk, and you don't know who is good to you when you run out of money. The god of luck seems to be deliberately hiding his hole cards, but God is like a shrewd examiner who wants to test our humanity through his advice.
Sick, like a lonely beast curled up in a corner, we are gradually lost in endless darkness. The torment of physical and mental pain, like a sharp dagger, cuts through our fragile souls. In this dark night, those friends who are usually cloudy fade away like meteors, leaving only the true dawn. Those sincere heartfelt care and companionship are like bright sunshine sprinkled on the frosty heart, warm and **. In the midst of suffering, we can gain insight into the true feelings that accompany each other silently and never leave.
Drunk, as if a golden badge, liberates us from the quagmire of reality. Drunk and hazy, our hearts are also hearty, releasing the emotions that are bound. And at this time, those admirers who were once unknown gaze at us like a mirror, like the buzzing of bees when a flower blooms. With their affectionate eyes and gentle care, they hugged us tightly in their arms. When you are drunk, you can understand the true meaning of love, and you can truly feel the love that is buried in ordinary days.
There is no money, like a transparent veil, stripped of all hypocrisy, leaving only the true appearance. Gold and silver treasures melt like candles, and only the friendship of family and friends is like shining stars, which never fades. In the days of poverty, those who sailed with us on the rough seas were like beacons in the storm, giving us guidance and hope. With their selfless kindness and silent dedication, they support us to move forward tenaciously. Only poverty can test friendships that are disguised in the name of wealth.
If God doesn't give you hardships, how can you identify people's hearts?Perhaps, only in the torment of illness, drunken confusion and poverty can we truly see our original selves, and at the same time see the true faces of those around us. Life is a long-distance race, and these tribulations allow us to wake up from the glitzy appearance and learn to cherish sincere emotions and friendships.
When adversity comes, you are the best prose writer, outlining the warmth and truth of the world with your brushstrokes. For it is only in darkness that we can see the light, and only in tribulation can we discern the human heart.